Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hit of the Search Party, artist - Every Time I Die. Album song Hot Damn!, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 02.04.2009
Record label: Ferret
Song language: English
Hit of the Search Party |
No man abandon his post |
A gatecrasher has called us to arms |
Take up your torch |
I want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward |
A radical has polluted our ranks |
Slouch into position men, this is a war |
Set the traps |
We’ll have that criminal’s head |
Marched through the streets on a stake |
Someone will pay for this |
We’ll squeeze his goddamn brains out |
Sleep with one knife open |
You can’t out-think us |
We’ve been out of thoughts for a while |
You can’t out-think us |
We’ve been out of thoughts for a while |
And the warrior with the deadliest weapon |
Is the one without an instruction manual for his gun |
This is a union of dunces |
We are the new global menace |
Stalking the land |
Gnashing dull teeth |
Tapping our feet |
Sighing and humming and watching the clock |
That’s what you get |
That’s what you get |
That’s what you get |
That’s what you get for fucking with us |
That’s what you get for fucking with us |
When we find you |
We’ll skin you alive |
We’ll pluck out your eyes |
And the cannons will roar as we march to the capitol |
Dragging your hide |
Drooling polished jackboot monsters |
Tracking the scent of a sleeping child |
Your composure gave you away |
Next time it’s best to cry havoc |
Keep marching, the bridge is ours |
They’re coming to get me |
They’re coming to take me away |
I’ll never make love in this town again |
Everyone on the dance floor is doomed |
Hit the ground |
Shut your mouth |
The prisoners have laid waste to the pulpit |
You’re in for it now |
Are these helicopters for me? |
Have I been appointed to speak? |
Then I’m going to Hell |
And I’m taking the Renaissance with me |