We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd (ohhhohh) one, two, three, go
I don’t know if you understood When it rains down, then drop the hoods End of the nightly, its quite likely Brand new Nikes fucked for good Lose your Rolex, rip your tshirt, Bounce up til both ur knees hurt Jump up with your hands apart You’re all goin home in an ambulance
Where’s all the Hooligans? The nasty music fans Lets see ya break some bits and Make this pit a Zoo again Where’s all the Hooligans? The nasty music fans Lets see ya break some bits and Make this pit a Zoo again
We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we
A Field full of ravers with their ribs broken Bounce up til their shins open Bones poking through, All beat up but a token few Was hoping you would come to riot Bring storms for you to ride it If you aint hurt and covered in dirt You didn’t turn up, shudda gone to work
Where’s all the Hooligans? The nasty music fans Lets see ya break some bits and Make this pit a Zoo again Where’s all the Hooligans? The nasty music fans Lets see ya break some bits
We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd We came, we saw, we killed the crowd (3x)
We came, we saw, we killed the crowd (oohhohh)
Compositores: Don P Schipper (Dahlio Bond), Elliot John Gleave (Example) ECAD: Obra #7984876