Wanted to be a sheriff to fight the evil ones
Watching this channel my life changed so much
I thrashed my mother to kill the boredom, I'll
Go down to town to punish my friends

Ripping the patches from denim jackets
Battle for evil justice goes on
Bottles of whiskey and gallons of beer
You can't escape, thrash metal is near

Walker Texas Thrasher
Walter Killing Thrashers!

Run in the streets searching for the false
Hairy people frightened shaving their heads
White basket shoes are burned in the cans
Abandoned shirts of bands on the trees

Walker Texas Thrasher
Walter Killing Thrashers!

Heading for the mission
To clean the metal scene
Playing the guitar
A lightning shot my skull

Faster and louder, deaf I'm enough
Double bass drumming kicking my ass
Headbanging broken neck, liver is tough
S-Factor facing me, that stupid fag

Walker Texas Thrasher
Walter Killing Thrashers!

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