Electric girl power, check your watch for the hour.
It's been three days and I don't need a shower.
I can wash off in the rain, fucking up the game.
You think it's fucking gross, but it's all the same.
Girls 2 the front.
We could give a couple fucks but it would probably suck.
(All the girls to the front, we be fucking it up.)
You never hear me out like a trout in a drought.
(Your words in my mouth; that's not what I'm about.)
Girls 2 the front.
Another four shots in the hotel suite.
Stumbling around but I'm keeping the beat.
Drank a 40 ounce of Olde E,
I don't know If I know me
But if you wanna try to show me
Fuck right off, you can blow me.
Me and all my girls, we be hitting the streets
in that Secret Trans-Am with the super beat.
Brutal, battering industrial music from this Austin, TX, group rolls in like a thundercloud—pitch-black and threatening. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2016