| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Carlo, McLaren |
| [00:21.63] | At the gate the thrashers wait, with flesh of hardened steel |
| [00:24.57] | At the show the bitches go to suck their nasty meal |
| [00:28.80] | Pounding meat, scorching heat, lick the dragon's bite |
| [00:34.62] | Eat your tail, with tooth and nail, their juices flowing right |
| [00:38.76] | Nocturnal curves, seduce and serve, spread the grease and feast |
| [00:43.11] | We thrust in time, a filthy crime for craving lucid beasts |
| [00:47.61] | Innocence has disappeared, the judgement: bad is bad |
| [00:51.81] | We're all damn good criminals from the good times that we've had |
| [00:54.63] | Masters of the armory, the attitude will show |
| [00:59.82] | Long live the underground, your last chance: here it goes |
| [01:28.32] | Trashdance (Into her pants) |
| [01:29.25] | From dawn's light, making spite, for thrills 'til early hours |
| [01:48.48] | Turn 'em back, infected crack, their skin is caught and sour |
| [01:49.89] | Trashdance into her pants, her oyster stings you all |
| [01:53.37] | All aroused her stench is doused, she's up against the wall |
| [01:55.65] | Pain and pealed with staining steel, take it, feel it grind |
| [02:34.89] | Piercing hearse, sends the curse, the trashing metal way |
| [02:38.91] | We spit on those who choose to pose, we trash with all the rest |
| [02:43.59] | Busting heads, ignoring feds, we know this crowd's the best! |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Carlo, McLaren |
| [00:21.63] | At the gate the thrashers wait, with flesh of hardened steel |
| [00:24.57] | At the show the bitches go to suck their nasty meal |
| [00:28.80] | Pounding meat, scorching heat, lick the dragon' s bite |
| [00:34.62] | Eat your tail, with tooth and nail, their juices flowing right |
| [00:38.76] | Nocturnal curves, seduce and serve, spread the grease and feast |
| [00:43.11] | We thrust in time, a filthy crime for craving lucid beasts |
| [00:47.61] | Innocence has disappeared, the judgement: bad is bad |
| [00:51.81] | We' re all damn good criminals from the good times that we' ve had |
| [00:54.63] | Masters of the armory, the attitude will show |
| [00:59.82] | Long live the underground, your last chance: here it goes |
| [01:28.32] | Trashdance Into her pants |
| [01:29.25] | From dawn' s light, making spite, for thrills ' til early hours |
| [01:48.48] | Turn ' em back, infected crack, their skin is caught and sour |
| [01:49.89] | Trashdance into her pants, her oyster stings you all |
| [01:53.37] | All aroused her stench is doused, she' s up against the wall |
| [01:55.65] | Pain and pealed with staining steel, take it, feel it grind |
| [02:34.89] | Piercing hearse, sends the curse, the trashing metal way |
| [02:38.91] | We spit on those who choose to pose, we trash with all the rest |
| [02:43.59] | Busting heads, ignoring feds, we know this crowd' s the best! |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Carlo, McLaren |
| [00:21.63] | At the gate the thrashers wait, with flesh of hardened steel |
| [00:24.57] | At the show the bitches go to suck their nasty meal |
| [00:28.80] | Pounding meat, scorching heat, lick the dragon' s bite |
| [00:34.62] | Eat your tail, with tooth and nail, their juices flowing right |
| [00:38.76] | Nocturnal curves, seduce and serve, spread the grease and feast |
| [00:43.11] | We thrust in time, a filthy crime for craving lucid beasts |
| [00:47.61] | Innocence has disappeared, the judgement: bad is bad |
| [00:51.81] | We' re all damn good criminals from the good times that we' ve had |
| [00:54.63] | Masters of the armory, the attitude will show |
| [00:59.82] | Long live the underground, your last chance: here it goes |
| [01:28.32] | Trashdance Into her pants |
| [01:29.25] | From dawn' s light, making spite, for thrills ' til early hours |
| [01:48.48] | Turn ' em back, infected crack, their skin is caught and sour |
| [01:49.89] | Trashdance into her pants, her oyster stings you all |
| [01:53.37] | All aroused her stench is doused, she' s up against the wall |
| [01:55.65] | Pain and pealed with staining steel, take it, feel it grind |
| [02:34.89] | Piercing hearse, sends the curse, the trashing metal way |
| [02:38.91] | We spit on those who choose to pose, we trash with all the rest |
| [02:43.59] | Busting heads, ignoring feds, we know this crowd' s the best! |