: Riding the motorway to whence I go Hell is the next stop with this cargo of souls Only the damned are in my boot Speed metal, the floor to my foot
: Back from the grave, down to the pub They always, always come back They crave for a brew to wash down your brains An eight percent grey matter sludge
: We bang 'til death and lay siege to the pub With tankards and pints in the air Straight edgers worst fears, we're addicted to beers Though whiskey
: Trapped in a mirror, freed by a bomb To rule over Earth with sadistic aplomb Moon villainess rules by his side A brute force of evil serves in mute
: In a steel beast that lives underground A despot, a madman, they plot The eye of the Technodrome, the all-seeing eye Prepares for the coming attack
: Distant powers, outer space Evil forces, the human race Comets landing in your town Heed the warning, get underground We fight them on the sea and
: Thrash titans of yesteryear, they have failed us with their recent piss We reject their progressive dross, call it rot that it truly is Legions of
: Men of science misuse the deceased Taught them to rip and to slay Soon they are legions filling the streets The fool and his flesh part ways Who is
: Of the evening I sup the wine It is made of brains Soon your brains will taste like grapes From the vat of bones I crush your face with my metal jaw
: Cody, Mad Gear, Haggar, vengeful, slums, uptown, subway, Hollywood, 2P, Axel, Sodom, Thrasher, katana, barrels, dynamite, burger Subway, city, violence
: It's not too late, and I know how They're closing in on our compound If you must, do me right Don't wanna walk into the night They are rending [sic
: Hilltop fortification, machine-gun nest staffles the approaching attack, legions fleeing out, over the mountains of the dead, fighting in the ruins
: You You You are the racists! You You You are the ones! You You You hated mankind! You You Your day is done! They They They wore the star! You You
: They say they wanna cure us They really want the world We live in a future time Mech-Ni-Tronic world, They learned how at Auschwitz To freeze up your
: Riding the motorway to Whence I go Hell is the next stop With this cargo of souls Only the Damned are in my boot Speed metal The floor to my foot yeah
: Skeets! Skeets! Skeets! Skeets! Nuke the Skeets, it's loads of craic I've done it loads and loads and loads of times!
: Doktor Insania And his mad machines of science Crushing the human race he beckons The tyrant from outer space Atomizer!!! Crushing your brain Atomizer
: Thrash titans of yesteryear They have failed us with their recent piss We reject their progressive dross And call it the rot that is truly is Legions