We're glad that you could join us
for our metal jamboree.
We'll have a ball, drink till we fall
and then we'll puke and pee.
And if you think you've had enough
of rancid sights and smells,
just remember that you're dealing
with the flaming cans from hell.
We are violent cans of metal,
we are violent cans of tin.
We'll slash your face with lots of grace.
We are violent cans of sin.
We go slashing round, kick trash cans down,
and rip ourselves apart.
We tear your flesh with jagged edge,
and go straight through your heart.
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Violent cans, violent cans
Crashing through your door
Violent cans, violent cans
Coming back for more
Violent cans, violent cans
Crashing through your door
Violent cans, violent cans
Coming back for more
Drop us on the sidewalk,
and we'll rip off Billy's foot.
We hide in grass, we're worse than glass.
We're rotten to the root.
We're setting fires and slashing tires
and throwing hand grenades.
We'll come to town and mow you down
and then we'll give you AIDS.
Violent cans, violent cans
Crashing through your door
Violent cans, violent cans
Coming back for more
Violent cans, violent cans
Singing lullabies
Violent cans, violent cans
Gouging out your eyes
We will make you be our puppet,
you will be our mindless slave.
You will fix us cans our dinner,
and then we'll call you "Dave."
We'll steal your family chainsaw,
and cut your dog in half.
And then we'll cripple grandma,
as we laugh our evil laugh.
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