Mother fuckers ain't ready for me!

All the fake little six six six tools
Mass amassion of little freaks
Make me sick sick sick

Average abnormality
Decomposure, filth and fury

Slicked back hair
Brand new suit
Rotten soul beneath
the
Festering flesh

Cover your skin in gasoline
Petroleum products

Electrocution election
First to fry is the new president

When you hear the ticking
Of the clips sliding into place
And then the clicking of the chambers
Sliding back
Don't raise your hands just
Let them unload into you
We are
We are
Immortal

GO

Charge into the enemies with a sick battle cry
M-m-m-mother fuckers gonna die
Before they stop us
M-m-m-mother fuckers gonna be dirt
Before we stop

Blood on the pavement
Buildings ablaze
This is what we wanted
This is what we got
We prayed for anarchy