All packed up and ready to go
The bus driver's ready we're heading for the show
Now collect all the guys and pretend to be nice
Cause by the end of the night they'll be fucked hard in the ass

Left alone with no promised money
Fat boy vanished, what's so fucking funny?
Co-worker in a deep shit he wears a shitty face
“Yeah I know it was coming, but now it's too late”

Making gigs without backup
Fucking the scenesters in the ass
High five!

The band came up with an entire backline
Mesmerized by a promise that you made
You were a parasite and you fed on inexperience
And the good guys ended up with shit

What made you to behave like this?
Did you think you'll earn a fast profit?
This soup was boiling for way too long
You screwed up your karma and now it explodes

Making gigs without backup
Fucking the scenesters in the ass
High five!

Now the scene is crying out for justice
They want to hang the fat fucking bastard
And the thrashers spread all over the county searching
For a man of a manner of a filthy pig

All packed up and ready to go
The bus driver's ready we're heading for the show
Now collect all the guys and pretend to be nice
Cause by the end of the night they'll be fucked hard in the ass

Left alone with no promised money
Fat boy vanished, what's so fucking funny?
Co-worker in a deep shit he wears a shitty face
“Yeah I know it was coming, but now it's too late”

Making gigs without backup
Fucking the scenesters in the ass
High five!
Do a hive five!
Do a hive five!
Do a hive five!
Five!