Death to All but Us!

Don't you ever listen, no you don’t
To the burning noise
Is your heart still beating, is your soul still bleeding
If someone somewhere ever "wow" to the reckless boys
You never know what to ask for
Never know what to differ with them

Now we have to do what I say
Go where I may or be gone

This is supposed to be rolling on, but you stick us down
Is you heart still beating, is your soul still bleeding harder
When the losers race of ignorance
To the lowest number
To the ...

Now we have to do what I say
Go where I may or be gone
I'm calling out to your harassing
Your harassing baits my yawn!

There is no chance to get away
From me!

Now we have to do what I say
Go where I may or be gone
I'm calling out to your harassing
Your harassing baits my arm!

Now it’s come to set the feud and
Where it's all well said and done!