Testo di American Skulls

Tearing down the highway with a fury like fuckin hell And it's just like hell cause it hurts like fuckin hell They fuckin hate us And it aint no trick or coincidence They're exclusive to the West They'll kill you and they'll eat you Or sometimes they'll fuckin kill you just because American skulls American skulls There's maybe ten, there might be twelve And they all got fuckin chains And probably one of 'em's got a rapier and a gun They fuckin hate us And they aint hating just for hate's sake When they hate your fuckin face And when they aint hating your face off They hate your ass They love your fuckin guts American skulls American skulls From Terra Haute to Bariboo From St. Joe to Pittsburgh, PA From the Everglades to the Behring fuckin Straight They fuckin hate us They'll cut your fuckin nuts off Pop a wheelie and they'll split Or they'll kill you and they'll eat you Sometimes they'll fuckin kill you just because American skulls American skulls