Testo Anthem Rock N Roll Soldiers
Turn off the sound of silence
Garfunkel just killed Simon
My mouth just keeps on climbinâ
Up, up, up, up, up, and Iâm in
Ok, our musicâs violent
Explodes like dynamite and
Light bulbs but no ideas
Now your gunna see it
Weâre the cold hand slidinâ down your own shirt
Weâre the last of the Rock âNâ Roll Soldiers
Weâre the bad man cominâ and it wonât hurt
Weâre the mother f***inâ Rock âNâ Roll Soldiers
Thatâs right weâre cominâ in
Donât lose, we always win
Weâll tell it like it is
EVERYBODY IS OUR B****!!
If you donât agree with this
Take a second and try our chips
Roasted to infection
Flavorful, not flavorless