teeth on the curb
blood on the chassis
skin on the tarmac
petrol on the qur'an
spit on the martyr
end of the day
all out the speaker
drawn, hanged, and quartered
battersea gallows alight
when the bastards feet drop
burn the witch
sound the stereos, the car horns as well
die motoren werden brullen(the engines will roar)
wenn die fauste in die luft schlagen(as the fists hit the air)
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