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Satan Is Evil/Yuppie Scum
OXL
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since all of our songs are too short to hit the charts,i glued two of 'em together with my digital prittstift 2000.2 for the price of 1
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OXL,we're proud,to combine all that is loud! crustcore,thrashmetal,deathmetal,punk,speedrock,grindcore with a big dose of humour
OXL,the band combining all that is loud!MOSH is the word here.... for now OXLs on a break since nearly all
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Charts
#13,874 today Peak #98
#3,010 in subgenre Peak #23
Author
john paul george & ringo
Rights
OXL2004
Uploaded
September 11, 2004
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MP3 1.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I call out to everyone to join me in my crusade against the yuppie scum.Try to hit them where it hurts,let them suffer,give them a pair of hard,grey concrete sox and throw them in the most polluted river you can find.the more we all work together the sooner we get rid of those armani suit wearing cancercells.
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Satan Is Evil He's emerging from the depths hell with a pitchfork in his hand Spreading nauseating smells two horns point on his head He likes the smell of sulphur and feast upon your flesh He likes to make you suffer and bite off chickenheads Fry motherfucker fry Fry motherfucker fry Because Satan is evil he’s evil he is Satan is evil Satan is evil he’s evil he is Satan is evil Satan will be waiting for your soul when you die He’ll throw you in a flaming pit in his fires you will fry He’ll torture you by playing r & b all night long Constantly repeating all those fucking fagget songs Fry motherfucker fry Fry motherfucker fry 666 Because Satan is evil he’s evil he is Satan is evil Satan is evil he’s evil he is Satan is evil Satans fist goes in the air he points his little pinky With hypnotic powers he’ll make you think you’re Kinky Dinky His indexfinger goes up too behold the sign of the goat Space and time both fade away and you sign his evil oath Fry motherfucker fry Fry motherfucker fry He will be waiting when you die Yuppie Scum Walk behind you in the street i make no fucking sound Baseballbat between your feet and i work you to the ground Rise my bat high in the air and swing it to your head Up and down around it goes the street is turning red Motherfucker Throw you over on your back you shiver and gasp for air Twist my knife into your sack you scream but noone cares Take a can of gasoline pour it over your head Strike a match throw it at you the street is turning red Die fucking yuppie scum-On your grave i’ll gladly cum Put a bullit in your head-Just to make sure you are dead Die fucking yuppie scum Die Die fucking yuppie scum-On your grave i’ll gladly cum Put a bullit in your head-Just to make sure you are dead Rise my bat high in the air As i swing it to your head motherfucker Up and down around it goes And the street,the street,the street is turning red
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