It's Friday night and the street's filled with freaks, come watch as the useless
flock to the beat
Of the techno noise that enhances their high, a bombs gonna blow and I think you
know why!
[Chorus:] Everybody's running out, bodies hit the ground, you'd better take
cover
It's a pipebomb on lansdowne street
There's no room for dancing on your precious floors, cause you've got to save
space for the jocks and whores
You say that our shows are for violent thugs, but we're not the ones on designer
drugs
[Chorus]
It's not a bunch of little kids we're out to harm and maim, so maim
So make sure the night you hurl the pipe there's no baseball game
Look for flyers, check the phoenix, are there any decent shows, if Keith Bennett
isn't working
Then the bomb is good to go.
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