So What!
So fucking what!
Well I've been to Hastings,
and I've been to Brighton.
I've been to Eastport too.
So what.
So what.
And I've been here,
I've been there.
I've been every fucking where.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
Well I've fucked a queen.
I've fucked Bach.
I've even sucked an old man's cock.
So what.
So what.
And I've fucked a sheep.
I've fucked a goat.
I rammed my cock right down his throat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
And I've drunk that,
I've drunk this.
I've spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what.
So what.
I've had scank,
I've have speed.
I've jacked up until I bleed.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
I've had crabs,
I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice.
So what.
So what.
I've fucked this,
I've fucked that.
I've even fucked a school girl's twat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what you boring little fuck.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.
So fucking what!
Yeah!
Overkill
Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud
So good I can't believe it, screamin' with the crowd
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
OVERKILL, OVERKILL, OVERKILL
On your feet you feel the beat, it goes straight to your spine
Shake your head, you must be dead if it don't make you fly
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
OVERKILL, OVERKILL, OVERKILL
Know your body's made to move
Feel it in your guts
Rock'n'roll ain't worth the name
If it don't make you strut
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
Don't sweat it, get it back to you
OVERKILL, OVERKILL, OVERKILL
