Lyrics:

Wanna-be's here, and cheeseheads there
Dicks give me shit abou my hair!
Fuck'em all, they can blab if they want
It's their fucking lives, we will haunt
Posers, wankers, mersheads, the Crues. the Ratt's, the W.A.S.P.'s
They all got sucker followers that spend a high cost
I'm not here for cash, I just wanna thrash
For stupid groups like those we laugh when they all pose
I like my music best cause it pukes of all the rest

[Chorus]
Get in out face... And your bloody guts will spill

Too many trendy's, crowdin up the streets, it's
Their followers that are very weak
Don't they realize they look too neat!
If they really want excitement, they should jump in out slam pit!...

Maybe they'll enjoy it, or may they'll regret it and run out like hell
Super high P.A. dives clearing all the crowd
All rockers left, cuz were just too loud!
Army boots stomping and elbows swinging...
Bodies bruised up and battered heads stinging!!

[Repeat Chorus, Beginning]