WHAT THE FUCK (pure hardcore – what the scene thought of us and probably still does)

Beginner’s luck

Your band it sucks

Get off the stage

You stupid schmucks

You’re on our list

And we won’t quit

Until your stopped

Damn right we’re pissed

CHORUS

What the fuck

Reviews are wrong

You can’t write songs

You’re just a fluke

You don’t belong

You’ll soon be banned

You’ll have no fans

We’ll maintain

The upper-hand

CHORUS

LEAD (yes in a hardcore song!)

So take your gang

Last song you sang

You’re finished, through

You all will hang

CHORUS

END