Текст песни Transmaniacon MC - The Fuzztones

With Satan's hog, no pig at all
And the weather's getting dry
We'll head south to Altamont
In a cold-blood traveled trance

So clear the road, my bully boys
Now let some thunder pass
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives
Transmaniacon MC

Behind the pantry, behind the tree
The ghouls adopt that child
Whose name resound forever
Whose name resounds in terror

And I'm no fool to call that hog
'Cause, man, I remember
Those who did resign their souls to
To transmaniacon MC

But surely we did offer up
Behind that stage at dawn
Beer and barracuda
Reds and monocaine, yeah

Nectar of antipathy
Behind that stage at dawn
To those who did resign their souls
To transmaniacon MC

Cry the cable, cry the word
Unknown terror's here
Now won't you try this tasty snack
Behind the scene or but the back?

Which was the stage at Altamont
My humble boys of listless power
We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives
Transmaniacon