D. U. T. (Drive Under Thrash) Lyrics


don't listen thrash if drive on the way

otherwise go so fast you got tickets pay

don't listen to our songs at home you cook

headbanging in the kitchen dishes will drop

one day I was going home by a bicycle

A guy in blue was going fast as the engine rolled

he needed on time to deliver good

what happened in next second I knew he will not

a car quickly turned right it was BMW

mirror was ignored by who turned the wheel

the rider tried to slow down but they got really close

luckily his motor fell but didn't got a wound

today I was cooking food accident came to me

the music I was playing it was SOD

I got excided by the gig in Bodukan

but dish and glass I droped fell into pieces

Into the pieces, war fuck the peace

Into the pieces, mega selling peace

Into the pieces, slayer bitter peace

Into the pieces, Paul rest in peace