To Those About To Rock
August Burns Red
What's going on everbody? Yeah, come on.
You know I'm gonna come and getcha.
Sneak up behind and sneatch ya.
Bah bah, do do, yeah yeah yeah, no, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.
No, no absolutely.
We slither round like a snake.
In your pants, make a grown man shake.
Oh Lord, Hallelui, ha ha.
We are comin' for you.