Storming with the shit brigade
Projecting shit just to get laid
Don’t turn the other cheek
Unless you want it beaten in
Fight violence with violence
That’s the only way to win
Say you’re here to stand your ground
Then cave and crumple in a mound
Can’t take a punch you silly git
Looks like you’re leaking blood and shit
Ideals that haven’t been thought out
No sense, no fists, what have you got?
Better hope your blood will clot
Missing teeth and frothing snot
That bandana finally has a use
Tie it tight into a noose