Tekst:
Enjoy Destroy

My philosophy of catastrophe no doubt is coming after me, but I can chop that down like a family tree. The givers, the takers, the losers, money makers

Fat people in shopping malls Meet me at the big and tall Not for sale but might be for rent Raise up the flag on the circus tent You might miss America

(One, Two, Let's Go!) Just south of heaven and north of hell is what lies in between Over the streets and below the sky that's choked by gasoline When

(They write very pretty heavy lyrics and I, I agree with most of the stuff that they write) Here come the dead beats and the dirt bags, might give you

It's a wild Wild world It's a wild Wild world And there's money to be made off someone else's shame Every day and every night there's something going

your face is a mess Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Enjoy

your face is a mess Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Come on, Destroy Destroy what you enjoy Enjoy

An apparition in your condition has every right to expect some suspicion And there's no gratitude in all this solitude but still you wonder how I got

My philosophy of catastrophe no doubt is coming after me, but I can chop that down like a family tree. The givers, the takers, the losers, money makers