I'm legislating right wing death squad groups
That are gonna go to punk rock shows
And gather up their troops
We'll follow body odor to distinguish their kind
We're gonna give them forceful baths
And make them bow to Christ
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
Leftover Crack and Misfit's patches on the ground
You're gonna listen to Tzarbombah and Hallowed for now
A thin layer of incense fills the venue from the ground
I found a few stragglers
They're hiding in the bathroom stall
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
TzarBombah - Forcing Crust Punks to Bathe (Via Baptism) Lyrics
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I'm legislating right wing death squad groups
That are gonna go to punk rock shows
And gather up their troops
We'll follow body odor to distinguish their kind
We're gonna give them forceful baths
And make them bow to Christ
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
Leftover Crack and Misfit's patches on the ground
You're gonna listen to Tzarbombah and Hallowed for now
A thin layer of incense fills the venue from the ground
I found a few stragglers
They're hiding in the bathroom stall
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
That are gonna go to punk rock shows
And gather up their troops
We'll follow body odor to distinguish their kind
We're gonna give them forceful baths
And make them bow to Christ
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
Leftover Crack and Misfit's patches on the ground
You're gonna listen to Tzarbombah and Hallowed for now
A thin layer of incense fills the venue from the ground
I found a few stragglers
They're hiding in the bathroom stall
A Priest will be there
We'll give them a scare
We're gonna baptize all
Degenerate, Crust Punks
Who've never held a job
They smell like weed and HIV
We're gonna cleanse their souls
They're gonna bow their busted knees to
Christ the one True God
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
I (A Priest, not me) will Baptize them All
Writer: Elijah Adee
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