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Leather and sweat fills the atmosphere Stretchin and drippin just to pogo too The anarchy show they shout it out There s no real music And I'm just shoutin and screamin' But that s 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?