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letra de satan's brats - love songs

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here’s timmy on guitar and he’s gonna go far
gonna be a big star actin’ so bizarre
gonna raise the dead and the demon hordes
just as soon as he learns just a couple more chords

i’m bobby most foul, i grunt and i growl
i shriek and i howl with a permanent scowl
my voice ain’t changed and it seems so strange
that my death-growl floats in the high tenor range

we’re satan’s brats!
whatcha think about that?
don’t give a d-mn about sharps and flats!
we pound like h-ll and we howl like cats!

little joey on bass with a sneer on his face
flingin’ his hair all over the place
gonna rattle your bones by keepin’ it simple
and don’t he look fierce with his big red pimple?

here’s mickey on drums with his two numb thumbs
it’s a good sense of rhythm that he overcomes
and he’ll shatter your hopes and your poor eardrums
with his…

we’re satan’s brats!
whatcha think about that?
we don’t give a d-mn about sharps or flats!
we pound like h-ll and we howl like cats!
with our rub-on tats
we’re well on our way
to play paris and rome
(i hope before ten, when we have to be home)
we’re takin’ this band to the farthest horizons
soon as my brother gets his driver’s license

we rage about life and how it all sucks
about b-tches and booze and the dumb motherf-cks
we’re better than you, we don’t need your support
we want to kick ass, but our legs are too short

so our dads park their harleys and unload our gear
and they amp up the vibe of excitement and fear
they’ve bought us equipment – the best that they’ve got –
and now they will buy us a number-one spot!

we’re satan’s brats!

- love songs

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