Texty: NOFX. Ribbed. The Malachi Crunch.

Did you get that rush, that feeling
Adrenalin pumping through your veins?
A lifeless body in the gutter
City streets are stained

How do you rationalize?
What do you see in your reflection?
A kid just having fun
A soldiers bloodied boot impression

One for all and all for one
Especially when it's ten on one
You don't care what you're doing
You know it sure is fun

If it happened to your mother
Would you laugh so hard?
Well, that was someones son or brother
That you kicked so hard

But this time, you went too far
What's the matter, don't you feel alright?
Do you feel remorse?
Or are the handcuffs on a little too tight?

Now that your friends are gone
You've got no defense, no protection
5 or 6 times a day
You receive your hot beef injection

I hope every time
You're corn holed, terror fills your mind
The one emotion
You have inspired one too many times