Trashdance

<br>At the gate the thrashers wait, with flesh of hardened steel<br>At the show the bitches go to such their nasty meal<br>Pounding meat, scorching heat, lick the dragon`s bite<br>Eat your tail, with tooth and nail, their juices flowing right<br>Nocturnal curves, seduce and serve, spread the grease and feast<br>We thrust in time, a filthy crime for craving lucid beasts<br>Innocence has disappeared, the judgement: bad is bad<br>We`re all damn good criminals from the good times that we`ve had<br>Masters of the armory, the attitude will show<br>Long live the underground, your last chance: here it goes<br>Trashdance (Into her pants)<br>From dawn`s light, making spite, for thrills `til early hours<br>Turn `em back, infected crack, their skin is caught and sour<br>Trashdance into her pants, her oyster stings you all<br>All aroused her stench is doused, she`s up against the wall<br>Pain and pealed with staining steel, take it, feel it grind<br>Piercing hearse, sends the curse, the trashing metal way<br>We spit on those who choose to pose, we trash with all the rest<br>Busting heads, ignoring feds, we know this crowd`s the best!