But After the Gig — текст песни (discharge)

Leather and sweat fills the atmosphere
Stretchin and drippin just to pogo too
The anarchy show they shout it out
There Г­s no real music And I`m just shoutin and screamin`
But that Г­s a response to an anarchist meeting
But after the gig is my true bender
Every shake back to me goes
Poor lambs this is a fuckin slaughter
You think that this is a turn of phrase
Realism is what we`re preachin
Are you really so afraid?