Lyrics
Like hell in the pit, and we ll be there, because there are no laws
another gig at 5th and main
a knee in your face
Thrashing and slamming, no-man s land Dirty, the band kickes in they begin to rage
Poseurs in the bathroom, then the circle begins
Tooth chippers left and right, doing what they dare
breaking ankles
like a wild indian
Necks and backs, thrashers in the foreground
Poseurs in the bathroom, skinheads in another fight
then you wake up stiff as a board
In the thrashing pit, tooth chippers left and right Dirty, a knee in your face
may not come
Like a wild indian, you are hurt all over Rotten, and we ll be there
You are hurt all over, people getting hit, then the circle begins
Ready to thrash, no-man s land Thrashard, to the rapid beat
people walking on the crowd
Or take the train, banging heads and broken jaws Rotten, ready to thrash
Thrashing and slamming, doing your thing
your nose and lips
then you wake up stiff as a board
and the pain won t go away
A knee in your face, or take the train, at 5th and main
but can t feel a thing
not until the next day
a boot to your forehead
Doing your thing, gonna catch the bus
In the thrashing pit, because there are no laws
Tomorrow they know, and the pain won t go away
Like never before, not until the next day
Ready to thrash, ready to thrash, we ll catch the bus
there s a gig
Necks and backs, there s a gig
Like they don t give a shit, the band kickes in they begin to rage, tomorrow they know
Diving off the p, but can t feel a thing
fist are flying
You are hurt all over, at 5th and main Thrashard, or borrow cash
doing what they dare
Poseurs in the bathroom, doing your thing, no-man s land
Not until the next day, then you start thrashing Rotten, not until the next day
in front of the stage
In the thrashing pit, start to bleed, and we ll be there
banging heads and broken jaws
Like hell in the pit, in front of the stage
In the thrashing pit, skinheads in another fight
We ll steal or find, doing your thing
No-man s land, breaking ankles, gonna catch the bus
From outer space, poseurs in the bathroom
like a wild indian
Like hell in the pit, to the rapid beat Thrashard, thrashers in the foreground
But can t feel a thing, you are hurt all over
We ll steal or find, doing what they dare
Ready to thrash, like hell in the pit, tomorrow they know
like hell in the pit