That's it
No more feet in my face, sweaty backs on my arm, football jocks undercover as music aficionados
I won't take it
I'm tempted to stoop to their level, but violence should be a last resort
I've fallen off the end of my rope and I think I'm gonna take the next kickboxer and throw them down
Twenty on one is not a fair fight
Go home and play football until Lollapalooza rolls around
Flesh Eating Creeps - Fuck It Up, Richmond Style (Live) Lyrics
Flesh Eating Creeps - Fuck It Up, Richmond Style (Live) Lyrics
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That's it
No more feet in my face, sweaty backs on my arm, football jocks undercover as music aficionados
I won't take it
I'm tempted to stoop to their level, but violence should be a last resort
I've fallen off the end of my rope and I think I'm gonna take the next kickboxer and throw them down
Twenty on one is not a fair fight
Go home and play football until Lollapalooza rolls around
No more feet in my face, sweaty backs on my arm, football jocks undercover as music aficionados
I won't take it
I'm tempted to stoop to their level, but violence should be a last resort
I've fallen off the end of my rope and I think I'm gonna take the next kickboxer and throw them down
Twenty on one is not a fair fight
Go home and play football until Lollapalooza rolls around
Writer: Chris Terry
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