Bare Knuckle Messiahs - That Which Preys on the Dead

Spit in Your Eye

Friday night and the chicks are cool
I'm their hero
Objectionable to some rat faced fool
Acting macho

So I guess it's time you quit
Up to your neck in shit
Just look me straight in the eye
Why don't you fuck off and die

Spit in your eye
See my fists fly
Die bastard die
Favour the brave
I'll piss on your grave
Gonna put you in your place
Wipe that smile right off your fucking face

Brain dead winger
Keyboard ninja
Faceless coward
You feel empowered
By the shit you shower
Hour by hour

So I guess it's time you quit
Your lies you're full of shit
Or they'll hear the word on the street
Spineless and missing a beat

Spit in your eye
See my fists fly
You bastard die
You've darkened your name
Your fear smells the same
Gonna put you in your place
Wipe that smile right off your fucking face

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Writer(s): Kim Hooker
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