Scissor Kick

[j$]

by Johnny Cashpoint

West street, Friday night they've come looking for a fight
Dancing to Franz Ferdinand is not part of their evening's plan
Come bursting through the doors, the stench drenched in their pores
Of Indie Student Disco bores- they've come to start a civil war
They're scowling, you could slice all the tension with a knife
But their knives are sharp for something else - it's time that you were somewhere else

CHORUS: Let's go out on a Friday Night cruise around 'til we pick a fight
Think you're smart? we're not so thick. We lay you low with sicssor kick

They jump in from the bar Like Eric Cantona
To a Crystal Palace fan - watch the shit hit the fan
Come racing out the traps like greyhounds high on crack
Chairs are flying back and forth. They've come to start their civil war

CHORUS

They're acting like big pricks to see which insults stick
Beware the fight they're gonna pick with single scissor kick
Well God forbid if they picks you cos there's ain't nothing you can do
Except lie down and hope they think you're dead

Student in a coma like Kurt Cobain in Roma
Don't scramble for the fire escape - you're smart - you'll know that it's too late
No need for a diploma to be a human homer
The loners all united - no-one's getting outta -here un-fghted

[Geoff WreckdoM]

Scissor Kick
by Blue vs. WreckdoM


You better not mess with me
You don't know who you're messin' with
Don't mess with me, man
You don't know who you're messin' with
Don't mess with me, man
I will mess you up
You don't know who you're messin' with
I will mess you up
You don't know who you're messin' with
I'ma break your face
I'ma kick your behind
I'ma break your face
I'ma kick your behind
Your brain gonna spill out all over the place

Tiger Eagle Claw
Drunken Monkey Fist
Needle Nostril Punch
Flying Scissor Kick
Deadly Boston Crab
Bloody Eye Gouge
The Washing Machine
The Camel Clutch, and The Scissor Kick

The Scissor Kick
The Scissor Kick
The Scissor Kick
The Scissor Kick

Hey buddy, you gonna hafta wear a shirt you wanna eat in my restaurant
I'm gonna hafta wear a shirt in order to be here
You gonna hafta put on a shirt or you can't eat here
I'm gonna hafta put a shirt on, you don't know who you're messin' with
Listen my friend, you can't eat here man, I'm gonna ask you to leave
I am a kung fu master
I'm sure your very important sir but I'm gonna hafta ask you to leave I call the authorities if I have to
I'm a bad man
That's very impressive sir, but still
I'm gonna kick your behind
I don't have keys to the register

Tiger Eagle Claw
Drunken Monkey Fist
Needle Nostril Punch
Flying Scissor Kick
Deadly Boston Crab
Bloody Eye Gouge
The Washing Machine
The Camel Clutch, and The Scissor Kick