State Of Alert


Here they come, club owners beware
They're not welcome, but they don't care
They're gonna rip this place apart
Thrash from the finish, thrash from ths start

Don't be a fool
No choice for you
They're gonna do
What they wanna do

They wear chains and they wear leather
They wear boots in any weather
Never dress up for a show
Look this way when they're at home

They own the floor when their bands play
Bouncers get bounced when they get in the way
If you wanna fight, you better think again
Because if you hit one, you'll fight ten

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