Wehrmacht - Shark Attack lyrics
Tracks 01. Shark Attack
02. Blow You Away 03. S.O.P. 04. Jabberjaw 05. Barrage Of Skankers 06. United Shoebrothers 07. Part II.... 08. Go Home 09. Anti 10. Napalm Shower 11. Crazy Ways People Die 12. Fretboard Gymnastics 13. Termination 01. Shark Attack
Screaming in anguish the pain starts to burn
and then you lose all control The razor sharp teeth are hungry for flesh its, wrath needs to unfold Chorus Frenzy begins, their all coming back To commit lethal sins, Shark attack Swimming the ocean in search of its prey it loves to eat you alive, showing no fear its eyes can see on you only you it will thrive Repeat Chorus Devouring everything in its sight this eating machine from hell, delivering a package that's labeled as death a story you won't live to tell Repeat Chorus Solo: J.D. Solo: M.E. Now you have come to see a dead end through eyes that have seen better days It shreds apart all your limbs in a water of blood red haze Repeat Chorus 02. Blow You Away
You've seen the rest now hear the best
We've come here to say total thrash we play Crush all the fags they have no say, uncontrolled power we can blow them away Chorus Bursting your ears spurting mass blood, poser control will steal your soul, we' ve come to bash to pound and smash, we're here to stay; coe to blow you away Thrashing your heads Sloshing your brains Intense painful whiplash We will take the blame, each song results in total mayhem we'll never slow down, the heaviest around Repeat Chorus Enter the pit then skank or die, Dive off the stage yes you can fly Stomp on your face the mersh I dread Don't sit around get slammed instead Repeat Chorus 03. S.O.P.
Every damn weekend when I go out and find a party
sometimes I see the same chicks from the last week's kegger, walking around looking like clones and if you got drugs or money, they would love to jump your bones Chorus It's a case of same old pussy...SOP Once in a while I like a nice tight twat, but I get really pissed when I enter a house of tuna rot And you know man I really get sick when a fine looking chick starts turining a trick! Repeat Chorus Repeat 04. Jabberjaw
Don't you always hate it, after some
girls been drinking, They'll act like stupid idiots and they'll never shut up talking! They'll blab your bleeding ears off and they're always extremely loud! As you sit there wondering, "What's this chick talking about?" And then one starts to hang on you! Like you're going out. So yuo tell the wench to go away, which causes her to pout! So she tells her friends taht you stuck up, and you have a bad attitude. So you tell the "I'll put you on my list" and then she'll have to wait for you! Repeat 05. Barrage Of Skankers
Wanna-be's here, and cheeseheads there, dicks
give me shit abou my hair! Fuck'em all, they can blab if they want. It's their fucking lives, we will haunt. Posuers, wankers, mersheads, the Crues. the Ratt's, the W.A.S.P.'s. They all got sucker follo- wers that spend a high cost, I'm not here for cash, I just wanna thrash. For stupid groups like those we laugh when they all pose. I like my music best cause it pukes of all the rest. Chorus: Get in out face...and your bloody guts will spill Too many trendy's, crowdin up the streets, it's their followers that are very weak. Don't they realize they look too neat! If they really want excitement, they should jump in out slam pit!... Maybe they'll enjoy it, or may they'll regret it and run out like hell. Super high P.A. dives clearing all the crowd. All rockers left, cus were just too loud! Army boots stomping and elbows swinging... Bodies bruised up and battered heads stinging!! Repeat Chorus. Beginning. 06. United Shoebrothers
When it comes to the weekend,
my friends and I get drunk. You may think it's strange but the boot is cool to us. We buy a case of Lucky Lager for 7,47$, so we fill the boot up to the rim, which puts us all in heaven! Chorus: United Shoe Brothers! United Shoe Brothers! Pass the boot around the room, and chug the sacred brew. And if you turn it down, lightweight, we will laught at you! Make donations of your beerm initiate the next in line. And if they're afraid of "Athlete's Mouth", they're just a wimpy swine. Chourus: Repeat. 07. Part II....
Michael had been shot many of times,
but Loomis realised it wasn't easy for him to die! So the shape escaped without a trace, and body after body he left a horrible disgrace. Dr. Loomis figured out with total con- centration, that Samhain, demonic ritual of pain, was Michael's celebration. And his only mode was to search and kill his sister, Laurie Strode. Chorus: Halloween II-The Shape strikes again. The night isn't over, until he meets the end. He'll search throughout every neigh- borhood, slashing his way, until he kills his sister in cold blood. Solos: J.D., M.S. Chorus 08. Go Home
Try to get a job, that's what they say
but all the jobs are gone, and we have to pay They come in the huge boats, too many to count Our country's pilling up, it's starting to mount Chorus: Please - I want to work Get out - you miserable jerk Go home - to your flea-bitten life Or I - will use my knife!!! Id like to get a gun, put a hole in their head Crush 'em to the ground, pound until they're dead, You can't understand them, "What did you say?" Get out of my space, I'll do it my way Chorus: Solos: J.D., M.S. They're everywhere you go, you cannot get free All they want is money, from you and me Why are they here? We'll never know Kick them all out and then we can grow GO HOME! GO HOME! GO HOME! GO HOME! 09. Anti
You say you know, and hear what is new
You're on top of the scene, a regular "Shoe" What's all this fuss, does it matter at all? Who's better than who? Make others feel small You're not too much, more of a stud Than all those folks, you flick so much crud . . . It's just a game taht all people play To be better than you, that's what they'll say I don't really casre, you're as equal as me, No one is better, I wish they could see We are all the stuck here on this merry-go-round This hell-hole called life, worst pit I have found Learn that you're equal, the same as rest, you're not so great, stop thinking you're the best! Chorus: ANTI - Down with this ANTI - Down with that ANTI - You don't like this ANTI - You don't like that Solo: M.S. ANTI - You think you're the best ANTI - Fuck all the rest ANTI - You think you're so cool ANTI - You're really a fool Solo: J.D. 10. Napalm Shower
One flick of the switch, and we're all dead.
One nation destroyed, it moves on ahead. Bombs destroy everything here, no time to live, or cry a tear. Beg for your life, down on your knees. War- mongers hate! Kill as they please. Fallout is arising, people vaporising. The blast is so bright, it takes out your sight. Cars over- turned, houses are burned. Nature is lost, to total chaos. Deathly air, everywhere, decaying flesh, here and there. Chorus: Napalm spreads on, our city is gone. Evert the task, what more could you ask? It's just too late, we agree with fate Our governments fucked, and we were all shucked! Chorus: Solos: J.D., M.Z. 11. Crazy Ways People Die
Walking through the woods, a bear
it munches you. Put your head in a vice, go drilling for the goo. Fall one hundred thousand fest, go splat in the middle of town. Your head lops off from a chain- saw and falls down to the ground. Chorus: From behind, a blade slides in, and opens up your veins. Under your car, the pump gives way and squashes all your brains. A great white shark rips you limb from limb, a jigsaw cuts the flesh, it tears around the rim. "An execution", hear the cry, shock! It pops your eyes. A rope wrapped firmly a- round your neck, it ends all your lives. Now they stuff M-80's down your fucking throat, when they go, you will blow, and then start to bloat. Chorus: Solo's: M.Z., J.D., repeat Pour some gas on your head, then light a match. Stuff your friend in the oven, then lock the latch. Creme your face on the ground, falling off your bike. Fall from a cliff Bub, while taking a nature hike. 12. Fretboard Gymnastics
Instrumental
13. Termination
Lead a path from this destructive place,
cannot be slaughtered into an unholy disgrace, a dark fate awaits the final mistake, be free. You must escape. Chorus Who? You were targeted for termination, blown away to desolation. Who's next to be tagged for temination? Somebody's everted. Eyes of hatred peek upon you, have to figure out a way to get fuckin' through, someone's claimed a big price on your head, that someone wants you face down dead, now it's too late, you screwed up, made a big mistake, death gave you the final date. Repeat Chorus |