Tekst:
Dance Club Massacre

We've got the bags, the beers and the babes. Soaking grilled meat in the summer air breeze. Hoosh hoosh we all boogey on down hoosh the beers on ice.

In a world divided by color. There is only one objective - World domination. A new Monday night war is upon us, my friends. Six men will partake in unmerciful

We've got the bags, the beers and the babes. Soaking grilled meat in the summer air breeze. Hoosh hoosh we all boogey on down hoosh the beers on ice.

In a world divided by color. There is only one objective - World domination. A new Monday night war is upon us, my friends. Six men will partake in

put your hands together, for tonights main attraction has arrived. snap. stomp. clap. fuck. the four true demandments hold true. i suppose i'll ask you to dance