paroles de chanson Alphabet City Stomp - M.O.D.

Remember the hardcore days when I was hanging at CbGb's bouncing the stage.
I remember the Psycho's shows and times were great-Times were great!
I remember seeing Murphy's law when Jimmy G looked at me and passed me the bong, bong bong.
I remember the good ole' days and they were the good ol'e days-

New York-East Coast-
L.A. West Coast-
Fucking Texas! hardcore and proud.

Hardcore– you think that you'll last here's a elbow to the head and a boot to the ass
It's gonna come down to me vs. you watch you gonna do.
Skakin– to the bad brains I'm a 300 pound loco macho insane
Got a pound of balls for every ounce that I weigh, you best get out of my way.
I remember the A7 club, the alphabet city streets where we hung
Still that time was the best time I ever had. N.Y Skins Heads!
I remember Bloom de Blue, Johnny Nordquist and Big Charlie too
Raybeez and Frechy the skin your truly missed
I raise a toast to our friends.

New York-East Coast-
L.A. West Coast-
Fucking Texas! hardcore and proud.

Hardcore– you think that you'll last here's a elbow to the head and a boot to the ass
It's gonna come down to me vs. you watch you gonna do.
Skakin– to the bad brains I'm a 300 pound loco macho insane
Got a pound of balls for every ounce that I weigh, you best get out of my way.
Get out of my way.