Taste My Fist - Freak Kitchen

Football, baseball and racketball too

You should worry 'bout the balls that I’m crushing on you

I’m a sports fan, I’m above the law

And my mission in life: Dr Martens versus your jaw

Travel around the world in my «passion» for the ball

Making sure it looks like I got no brain at all

But that’s not true 'cos I can count to four

And I’m bitchin' with a baseball bat in my private war

Taste my fist, smell my wrist

Spit your teeth out, taste my fist

Taste my fist

When it comes to starting riots: I am your man!

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do as a hooligan

I’m a lobotomized I don’t have to think

A Molotov cocktail is my kind of drink

Taste my fist, smell my wrist

Spit your teeth out, taste my fist

Taste my fist

Taste my fist, smell my wrist

Spit your teeth out, taste my fist

Taste my fist

Taste my fist, smell my wrist

Spit your teeth out, taste my fist

Taste my fist, smell my wrist

Spit your teeth out, taste my fist

Taste my fist

Taste my fist