Lirieke: Yer Mom. Every Last One.

Fighting our way to the heart of the battle
My chances are slim but yours aren't much better
One of the many things in life nobody wants to admit . . .
The greed for money fuels all corruption
Me and my friends on a night of destruction
Come on along you'll see I'll take every last one out . . .
What we need is a plan of persuasion
To persuade all of you to join our invasion
Come on along you'll see I'll take every last one out . . .