Lyrics Municipal Waste

Municipal Waste

Thrash?! Don't Mind If I Do

Now it's time we raise the stakes

And thrash this town we fuckin' hate

Your beer prices are way to high

Sell it cheap or fucking die!

Doormen don't charge us

Cause they're scared that we'll charge them

We'll leave 'em dead and twitching

I couldn't help but notice that the band I came to see

Was playing to the speed of Kenny G

A trail of victims in my wake

Crushing skulls till faces break

Another night with the Waste

Ungodly scene of guts and beer

Bloody faces stiff with fear

We only play the fast shit here!

THRASH!

Don't mind if I do

Storm of pain-troops of thrash

Four (chill) dudes that will whip your ass

Sites are set-now it's time

Thrash out of your mind!

Thrash don't mind if I do!