The Afternoon Gentlemen - Pog Till You Drop | Текст песни

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Smelly patch-clad longhairs with battle-jackets maimed,
And short-haired trendy greebos - they’re just moshers all the same.
Pog until you drop…
Pog till you drop till you’ve fried your brain,
Pick yourself up and get joogy again.
No sleep - only grinding,
Rapid blast beats - we want more,
No more whining - haven’t got time,
Dumpster diving - have you given all your body’s got?
At the show I’m barely alive,
But I’ll circle pit and stage dive,
Lose my shit to that good old beat,
In a sea of tabs and booze and feet.
Pog till you drop, that’s right my friend,
We’ll keep poggin’ till the very end!

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