Here we come
And this is not a song written by Anthony Burgess!
We are yupscumhater- violent- gang- stars
We invent our sins!
Hate hip climbers - shoot them like birds!
Freefallers and skydivers, fall and feel hard, fry in the sun!
After- ski- burners/ bastards
I spoil you with granide
Feed you with cyanide
All you sporty jumpers- bung- rope- cokey- snorters
Better beware - I bleach your wrap!
We slash your tyres, jeepyuppy drivers
Snow- borders- we call the avalanche
Jetty- skiers come hit the rocks
(what is bad?)
hey! Killer patrol!
In our hatemobiles
With killer- petrol
In our hatemobiles!


Lyrics submitted by TheDirge

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