Broken drained out bottles and driving jeering beats, Broken bones and crushed out cans, hitting cold concrete, Stupid wacko fuckin tunes, for slightly aggro geeks, We’ll keep on bashing out these tunes, pissing on these streets
-We’re so god damn sick of you And everybody knows -We wanna get rid of you That’s how its gonna go -We’re the joyboys, we’re the dorks, we’re gonna make you fear -Better get used to it The wastoid crew is here
We’re the wastoid crew And we’ve come for you We’re the wastoid crew And we've come for you
-You’re a big man you’re so tough you act so big and tall -You’re the hardest hardcore thug in Niagara Falls -Keep it dumb, keep it young we don’t like you here -shut your mouth, drive back home gimme another beer
We’re the wastoid crew And we’ve come for you We’re the wastoid crew And we've come for you