Down-trodden


Here I am, the one it’s easy to detest;
Here I am, I’m simply trying to do my best.
Here I am, so give your flapping mouth a rest;
Here I am, in my pure, unforgiving, mosh pit.


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


Because were only here, to sing a song to fat chicks;
We’re only here, to embrace the outcasts.
We’re only here, to annoy the beautiful people;
We only care about, the none vain first class,
Truly beautiful within, kids with no Dads;
Without a silver spoon childhood, to give you a helping hand.
The kids with no money, who appreciate it the most;
The kids who pick up guitars and write the songs that you love.


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


Because we don’t care and neither should you.
We don’t care, that were not cool.
We don’t care, what they think about us;
Because we simply do not give a ****!


Head bang, heavy metal, be seen as pure evil;
Don’t care what they say, we’re always gonna be cool.
Flip your *******, at those who say that you’re a fool;
For they’re only scared of our primal rage gene pool!


So get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!

Get the **** up!
Get the **** up!
Get the **** up and rock your big ******* *** off!


So I wave goodbye,
To all of my fans.
So I wave goodbye,
To all those who danced.
So I wave goodbye,
To the chosen outcasts;
The one’s who simply, are first class.


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