Fight Behind the Pub

Pint to the wall, foam in your face!
We're heading out the back door, leaving this place.
You stared way too long, you absolute scum.
Right now we're gonna beat you till you go numb.


Strike! Stomp 'em in the dirt!
Strike! Now it’s gonna hurt...

Припев
Brawl behind the pub! Blood on our hands!
No gods gonna hear your pathetic demands.
Knuckledusters, boots, a busted up brow,
Friday night fury is boiling up now!

Four against three, the odds are alright.
Someone's losing all their front teeth tonight.
A heavy-duty boot swinging right to the jaw.
Out in the blind alley, it’s the only law.


Strike! Stomp 'em in the dirt!
Strike! Now it’s gonna hurt...

Припев
Brawl behind the pub! Blood on our hands!
No gods gonna hear your pathetic demands.
Knuckledusters, boots, a busted up brow,
Friday night fury is boiling up now!


No cops and no rules, just violent hate.
Cheekbones crunching, accepting the fate.
Nobody walks away without a crack.
Finish the job and we ain't holding back!

Припев
Brawl behind the pub! Blood on our hands!
No gods gonna hear your pathetic demands.
Knuckledusters, boots, a busted up brow,
Friday night fury is boiling up now!