I'm gonna burn it all down
I'm gonna rip it out
Well, everything that you employ

Was meant for me to destroy
To the ground now
So don't you $#&@ me around

Because I'll shoot you down
I'm gonna drink, fight and $#&@
And pushing my luck

All the time now

Maybe you're the runner up

But the first one to lose the race
Almost only really counts in
Horseshoes and hand grenades


Demolition, self-destruction
What to annihilate

The age-old contradiction
Demolition, self-destruction
What to annihilate

The old age

I'm not $#&@ing around

I think I'm coming out
All the deceivers and cheaters
I've think we've got a bleeder right now

I'm not $#&@ing around
G-L-O-R-I-A