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Say we've got no business at your shows

Because we've got long hair and bang our heads

Say we contaminate your scene

If you're thinking like that, your mind is dead

I wanna be drunk on your blood

Say we don't need them in our scene

Say they'd make us look bad

If you'd just open your mind you'd see

It's you, not them, who make our scene sad

I wanna be drunk on your blood

Narrow thoughts from narrow minds

Nothing changes, it's all the same

They hate us, we hate them

I wonder why the scene's so lame

I wanna be drunk on your blood