You’ve been waiting all week to hit the divey club Battle cattle is on stage and your elbows you will rub Posers standing still frowning they’re too cool Apocalyptic thrash will take their ass to school Every single day getting ridden by your boss But once you get to Dante’s now it’s time to mosh Crush a beer on your head now it’s time to go Get your ass on stage we’ll give you a good throw Metal up your ass Metal up your fucking ass Thrashing Metal sound Banging, moshing, thrown to the ground Back up on your feet Sweating, yelling in the heat Metal up your ass The pit crew is here getting their job done Crushing this place to the sound of guitar runs Six five 0 five ringing in your ears Hearing loss means you’ll remember this for years Picking up your buddies off the dance floor Go and thank the bands before heading out the door Bring your spending money to the metal church If you get an owie, rub it with some dirt Metal up your ass Metal up your fucking ass Thrashing Metal sound Banging, moshing, thrown to the ground Back up on your feet Sweating, yelling in the heat Metal up your ass Metal up your ass