We Wanna Wreck Here

Well I stopped my bike outside some joint

I liked the sound that I could here

they was rocking and rolling and ripping it up

thought I’d get myself a beer

the guy at the door was looking at me

he said what the hell are you

I said man I am a psychokat and I need to talk to you

Well the Devil taught us how to rock

and then he turned us loose

We ain't quite the same as you

but we got a good excuse

I ain't got your fashion sense but boy you sure look

swell

but I can make these monsters move and open up the

gates of hell

I got me a mean little band I could show you what we do

we could really set this place alight

and if you got the sense or at least the balls to put

us on your stage

you would see the wildest thing you ever saw in your

damn life

I got me a drummer that hits so hard

he can knock down Fucking walls

and a hellbound slapping bass player that will shake

you to your balls

I’ll plug in my old guitar just to make it sweet

then well play some psychobilly that will knock you of

your bleeding feet

We’ll fill the place with mutants that will drink the

whole place dry

wild and crazy devil girls so hot they’ll burn your

eyes

you wont regret a thing unless your answers no

if that’s the case we’ll head on out and give some

other lucky bastard a show

We wanna wreck here

we wanna wreck here

we wanna wreck here

that’s the only thing we wanna do