Songtext von Waterfront Fists

A bloodthirsty lunge A right wing swing To the striped cat club For gloria flynn Smack ´em in the eye Kick ´em in the head Kill ´em ´til they´re dead Bloody handed bliss What you think of this? Give your pain a kiss Waterfront fists! Curly hair and violet eyes Her indian club, a hard surprise! Red roach makes his move The pain is coming soon Fifteen fathoms higher A portside fist of fire! Smack ´em in the fuckin´ head Kick ´em ´til they´re fuckin´ dead Hit the fuckin´ ref instead! All three to the canvas fall All for one and one for all All of us are born to brawl! The fourth round tearing in Sledgehammer to the chin Southpaw feinting right Time to hit the lights! I lost the girl, and the money too A well thrown fist, my only truth