The Wayne County Stank Dogs Will play in the open air there The suburban fathers Will be in the city center
The sports bar exploded and everyone died Now you know how it feels to be alive Scum, rise!
And who was the target? An old man with a tattoo on his wrist Scum, rise!
Take your seat there on the left side
And how were you to know? The tattoo number 19 Stylized in memory of Steve Yzerman Scum, rise! Scum, rise!
You were only seven years old When your father left you there How were you to know He never loved or cared?
Some day you'll want your revenge See him languish in his gore Until that day I'm sorry to say There's nothing you can doTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
