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• Artiste: Local Rabbits
• Titre: Stomp Your British Knights Down
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Stick to your guns my man Take all the pressure to convert you can stand All of your friends have chopped their locks And they've acquired quite an ear for the bland A pop-metal hybrid army of bands Is making modified 90's glam Their mobilizing troops and taking many new recruits And all your friends want you to take their hands But don't forget your a metal fan Stomp your BK's down and kick the shit out of this enemy sound Stomp your BK's down turn it up and take this pussy-rock down Hats off to the pointy guitars The bloody logos and the five pointed stars Crank up parental-wince-inducing riffs To heavy metal may I send my regards To Slayer, Metal Church and Deicide To Venom, Carcass, Death and Sacred Reich To Nuclear Assault and Napalm Death Your fans are bailing and that just isn't right How could you let this happen without a fight They no longer have hair in their eyes They will soon be forced to recognize That what awaits them is a swift demise Stomp your BK's down and kick the shit out of this enemy sound Stomp your BK's down turn it up and take this pussy-rock down Now all the woodies in the world unite And may I join you in this noble fight We'll put our petty differences down to rest And then we'll crush all useless rock with our might And we're gonna kick it out rock tight