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WEHRMACHT LYRICS
"Shark Attack" (1987)
1. Shark Attack
2. Blow You Away
3. S.O.P.
4. Jabberjaw
5. Barrage of Skankers
6. United Shoebrothers
7. Part II....
8. Go Home
9. Anti
10. Napalm Shower
11. Crazy Ways People Die
12. Fretboard Gymnastics (Instrumental)
13. Termination
1. Shark Attack
Screaming in anguish the pain starts to burn
and then you lose all control
The razor sharp teeth are hungry for flesh
its, wrath needs to unfold
Chorus
Frenzy begins, their all coming back
To commit lethal sins, Shark attack
Swimming the ocean in search of its prey
it loves to eat you alive, showing no fear
its eyes can see on you only you it will thrive
Repeat Chorus
Devouring everything in its sight this eating
machine from hell, delivering a package that's
labeled as death a story you won't live to tell
Repeat Chorus
Solo: J.D.
Solo: M.E.
Now you have come to see a dead end through
eyes that have seen better days
It shreds apart all your limbs in a water
of blood red haze
Repeat Chorus
CHOMP!!!!
2. Blow You Away
You've seen the rest now hear the best
We've come here to say total thrash we play
Crush all the fags they have no say,
uncontrolled power we can blow them away
Chorus
Bursting your ears spurting mass blood,
poser control will steal your soul, we' ve
come to bash to pound and smash, we're here
to stay; coe to blow you away
Thrashing your heads
Sloshing your brains
Intense painful whiplash
We will take the blame,
each song results in total mayhem
we'll never slow down, the heaviest around
Repeat Chorus
Enter the pit then skank or die,
Dive off the stage yes you can fly
Stomp on your face the mersh I dread
Don't sit around get slammed instead
Repeat Chorus
3. S.O.P.
Every damn weekend when I go out and find a party
sometimes I see the same chicks from the last week's kegger,
walking around looking like clones and if you got drugs
or money, they would love to jump your bones
Chorus
It's a case of same old pussy...SOP
Once in a while I like a nice tight twat,
but I get really pissed when I enter a house of tuna rot
And you know man I really get sick when a fine looking
chick starts turining a trick!
Repeat Chorus
Repeat
4. Jabberjaw
Don't you always hate it, after some
girls been drinking, They'll act like
stupid idiots and they'll never shut up
talking! They'll blab your bleeding ears
off and they're always extremely loud!
As you sit there wondering, "What's this
chick talking about?"
And then one starts to hang on you!
Like you're going out. So yuo tell the wench
to go away, which causes her to pout!
So she tells her friends taht you stuck
up, and you have a bad attitude. So you tell
the "I'll put you on my list" and then
she'll have to wait for you!
Repeat
5. Barrage of Skankers
Wanna-be's here, and cheeseheads there, dicks
give me shit abou my hair! Fuck'em all, they can
blab if they want. It's their fucking lives, we will
haunt. Posuers, wankers, mersheads, the Crues. the
Ratt's, the W.A.S.P.'s. They all got sucker follo-
wers that spend a high cost, I'm not here for cash,
I just wanna thrash. For stupid groups like those
we laugh when they all pose. I like my music best
cause it pukes of all the rest.
Chorus:
Get in out face...and your bloody guts
will spill
Too many trendy's, crowdin up the streets, it's
their followers that are very weak. Don't they
realize they look too neat! If they really want
excitement, they should jump in out slam pit!...
Maybe they'll enjoy it, or may they'll
regret it and run out like hell.
Super high P.A. dives clearing all the crowd.
All rockers left, cus were just too loud!
Army boots stomping and elbows swinging...
Bodies bruised up and battered heads stinging!!
Repeat Chorus. Beginning.
6. United Shoebrothers
When it comes to the weekend,
my friends and I get drunk. You may
think it's strange but the boot is
cool to us. We buy a case of Lucky
Lager for 7,47$, so we fill the boot
up to the rim, which puts us all in
heaven!
Chorus:
United Shoe Brothers!
United Shoe Brothers!
Pass the boot around the room,
and chug the sacred brew. And if you
turn it down, lightweight, we will
laught at you!
Make donations of your beerm
initiate the next in line. And if
they're afraid of "Athlete's Mouth",
they're just a wimpy swine.
Chourus: Repeat.
7. Part II....
Michael had been shot many of times,
but Loomis realised it wasn't easy for
him to die! So the shape escaped without
a trace, and body after body he left a
horrible disgrace.
Dr. Loomis figured out with total con-
centration, that Samhain, demonic ritual
of pain, was Michael's celebration.
And his only mode was to search and
kill his sister, Laurie Strode.
Chorus:
Halloween II-The Shape strikes
again. The night isn't over, until he meets
the end. He'll search throughout every neigh-
borhood, slashing his way, until he kills
his sister in cold blood.
Solos: J.D., M.S.
Chorus
8. Go Home
Try to get a job, that's what they say
but all the jobs are gone, and we have to pay
They come in the huge boats, too many to count
Our country's pilling up, it's starting to mount
Chorus:
Please - I want to work
Get out - you miserable jerk
Go home - to your flea-bitten life
Or I - will use my knife!!!
Id like to get a gun, put a hole in their head
Crush 'em to the ground, pound until they're dead,
You can't understand them, "What did you say?"
Get out of my space, I'll do it my way
Chorus:
Solos: J.D., M.S.
They're everywhere you go, you cannot get free
All they want is money, from you and me
Why are they here? We'll never know
Kick them all out and then we can grow
GO HOME!
GO HOME!!
GO HOME!!!
GO HOME!!!!!. . .
9. Anti
You say you know, and hear what is new
You're on top of the scene, a regular "Shoe"
What's all this fuss, does it matter at all?
Who's better than who? Make others feel small
You're not too much, more of a stud
Than all those folks, you flick so much crud . . .
It's just a game taht all people play
To be better than you, that's what they'll say
I don't really casre, you're as equal as me,
No one is better, I wish they could see
We are all the stuck here on this merry-go-round
This hell-hole called life, worst pit I have found
Learn that you're equal, the same as rest,
you're not so great, stop thinking you're the best!
Chorus:
ANTI - Down with this
ANTI - Down with that
ANTI - You don't like this
ANTI - You don't like that
Solo: M.S.
ANTI - You think you're the best
ANTI - Fuck all the rest
ANTI - You think you're so cool
ANTI - You're really a fool
Solo: J.D.
10. Napalm Shower
One flick of the switch, and we're all dead.
One nation destroyed, it moves on ahead. Bombs
destroy everything here, no time to live, or
cry a tear.
Beg for your life, down on your knees. War-
mongers hate! Kill as they please. Fallout is
arising, people vaporising. The blast is so
bright, it takes out your sight. Cars over-
turned, houses are burned. Nature is lost, to
total chaos. Deathly air, everywhere, decaying
flesh, here and there.
Chorus:
Napalm spreads on, our city is gone.
Evert the task, what more could you ask?
It's just too late, we agree with fate
Our governments fucked, and we were all shucked!
Chorus: Solos: J.D., M.Z.
11. Crazy Ways People Die
Walking through the woods, a bear
it munches you. Put your head in a
vice, go drilling for the goo.
Fall one hundred thousand fest,
go splat in the middle of town.
Your head lops off from a chain-
saw and falls down to the ground.
Chorus: From behind, a blade slides in, and
opens up your veins. Under your car, the pump
gives way and squashes all your brains.
A great white shark rips you limb from limb,
a jigsaw cuts the flesh, it tears around the rim.
"An execution", hear the cry, shock! It pops
your eyes. A rope wrapped firmly a-
round your neck, it ends all your lives.
Now they stuff M-80's down your fucking
throat, when they go, you will blow, and
then start to bloat.
Chorus: Solo's: M.Z., J.D., repeat
Pour some gas on your head, then light
a match. Stuff your friend in the oven,
then lock the latch. Creme your face on
the ground, falling off your bike. Fall
from a cliff Bub, while taking a nature
hike.
12. Fretboard Gymnastics (Instrumental)
13. Termination
Lead a path from this destructive place,
cannot be slaughtered into an unholy disgrace,
a dark fate awaits the final mistake,
be free. You must escape.
Chorus
Who? You were targeted for termination,
blown away to desolation.
Who's next to be tagged for temination?
Somebody's everted.
Eyes of hatred peek upon you, have to figure out
a way to get fuckin' through, someone's claimed a big
price on your head, that someone wants you face down
dead,
now it's too late, you screwed up, made a big mistake,
death gave you the final date.
Repeat Chorus
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