Oh yeah, let's spend the night We'll crucify you with no pain, yeah right Four pieces of dirt and lust Goddamn it, in distortion we trust
Chorus
Run fast, you're going down We are the superstars from Sheep Valley town The noise will blow your speakers away If you don't like the shit you don't have to stay
Wicked sounds on the gasoline drums The Evil eye is watching you Strings of steel Forces you down The Crap is mad and it's ahouting out loud