Where’s the peanut butter?!

ain’t no party like the jugend party cuz the jugend party don’t stop! do yourself a favor and go buy scandinavian leather now so you can sing along.

Drenched In Blood (D.I.B.)

It’s a tidal wave
A tidal wave
It’s a tsunami of Blood

Blood in your nose
Blood in your eyes
Blood in your mouth
Blood in your face, Blood every day

Blood in your hair
Blood everywhere
Blood on the scene
Blood where you’ve seen, much more blood that you ever have seen

When your eye’s all crazy, and your minds all hazy
Drenched in blood again
When you’re drowning in blood like a rat in a flood, now
You’re drenched in blood again
When it’s raining form the sky and you know you’re gonna die, now
Drenched in blood again
And again

Blood on your feet
Blood on your meat
Blood in your seat
Blood on your lens - on your Mercedes-Benz

Blood on your back
Blood in your sack
Blood in your crack
Blood in your tracks
Much more blood than you could ever pay back

When your eye’s all crazy
And your minds all hazy
Drenched in blood again
When you’re drowning in blood like a rat in a flood, now
You’re drenched in blood again
When it’s raining form the sky and you know you’re gonna die, now
Drenched in blood again
And again

You wanted blood
And now you got it
Hey, it’s only natural
And now you got it
And now you got it

One two cut you