Don Gatto:
Mess-Age

Cruisin’ in a big black CLS Goddamn motherfuckers just bring the mess They will get it in the neck for all the shit they made Capital punishment not social aid I know it sounds cruel But th

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Don Gatto:
Balls To The Wall (feat. Gary Meskil of Pro-Pain)

2009 – we formed the band and wrote Start Again Two years later we were drunk in Rostock with with Pro-Pain No dicking around Always on the road Thrashing stages everywhere Rock'n'roll overload

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Don Gatto:
For The Friendship For The Fun

There's much to do before we quit Still not too old for this shit Here we go once again The music shots blood in our vein We keep it real, it's not a pose That's just the way it goes If you know

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Don Gatto:
Beds Are Burning

Out where the river broke The bloodwood and the desert oak Holden wrecks and boiling diesels Steam in forty five degrees The time has come To say fair's fair To pay the rent To pay our share T

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Don Gatto:
No Turning Back

Going in the wrong way bad times ahead All the warning lights are blinking red There's no turning back, no turning back it's way to late There's no turning back, no turning back, it's so desperat

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Don Gatto:
Hardcore Babylon

Dirty dreadlocks Skinny faces Total haze Dirty dreadlocks Skinny faces We came to raze Hardcore Babylon takeover Hardcore Babylon Harmless wiggle Boring licks Offbeat shit Harmless wigg

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Don Gatto:
5522

Twenty-four days on the bus Gotta be thunderous Chainsaw hardcore every night Rips apart like a dynamite The fuse is burning, burning fast We are set to blast The fuse is burning, burning fa

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Don Gatto:
Fast Lane

You mindless motherfucker When you bomb through the town Revvin' engine screechin' tires this makes me frown Don't care about nothing Just push the gas The rosary on the mirror Won't save your a

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Don Gatto:
Beard Out

He's good-for-nothing But runs a place Unfair circumstances Fuckin' craze The show's still on And he goes too far It's eleven twenty When he shuts the bar Fuck you Mr. Pile You got no clu

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