They Woke Up In The Morning By The Sirens And Menacing Lights Across The Sky. An Invasion Has Begun With Tractors, Forks And Old 12 Bore Shotguns.
Bedlam!
People Flee And Run In Fear. Dyin' Shriek Reach To The Ears Of Those Who The World Needs Now. They Are Known As Fine International Gentlemen! In Leather Tuxedos. Huge Balls Bouncing, Muscles Pounding. Mighty Morphine And Always Right. Glorious, Tight And Ready To Fight.
Cocked And Loaded To Safe All, Out To Where The Situation Calls. Those Nazis Don't Know What's In Store, Violence And Gore!
Adjusted For Justice! - Ready To Deliver Pain! Adjusted For Justice! - Law And Order Be Obtained! Adjusted For Justice! - Don't You Know Their Fucking Name? Adjusted For Justice! - F.I.G. Hey!!
They Are The Law! Fighting For What's Right! Cutting Throats When They Have To Make An Outlaw Slowly Die.
Backflips, Frontflips, Kickflips, Dropkicks, Leg Locks, Leg Drops
Split The Scum!
Torn Apart By Their Nunchakus!
The Ultimate Law Enforcement!
Adjusted For Justice! - The Bloodshed Starts! Adjusted For Justice! - Unifies The Human Race! Adjusted For Justice! - Freedom Is On The Way! Adjusted For Justice! - F.I.G. Hey!!
Narrator: “While The Last Remaining Elements Of The Government Has Send Their Ultimate Task Force To Strike Down The Redneck Ambush Without Significant Results, Another Unity Was Already Around, Also To Fight For Freedom. Boozed And Armed To Their Teeth With Unlocked Rifles And Shotguns, They Blaze A Trail Across The Streets Of Their Lost Hometown. The “Hobos With Shotguns” Pursuing Nazi Rednecks And Undead Creatures...”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
