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Stick to your guns my manTake all the pressure to convert you can standAll of your friends have chopped their locksAnd they've acquired quite an ear for the blandA pop-metal hybrid army of bandsIs making modified 90's glamTheir mobilizing troops and taking many new recruitsAnd all your friends want you to take their handsBut don't forget your a metal fan Stomp your BK's down and kick the shit out of this enemy soundStomp your BK's down turn it up and take this pussy-rock downHats off to the pointy guitarsThe bloody logos and the five pointed starsCrank up parental-wince-inducing riffsTo heavy metal may I send my regardsTo Slayer, Metal Church and DeicideTo Venom, Carcass, Death and Sacred ReichTo Nuclear Assault and Napalm DeathYour fans are bailing and that just isn't rightLetras de cancionesHow could you let this happen without a fightThey no longer have hair in their eyesThey will soon be forced to recognizeThat what awaits them is a swift demiseStomp your BK's down and kick the shit out of this enemy soundStomp your BK's down turn it up and take this pussy-rock downNow all the woodies in the world uniteAnd may I join you in this noble fightWe'll put our petty differences down to restAnd then we'll crush all useless rock with our mightAnd we're gonna kick it out rock tight From Letras Mania