We Wanna Wreck Here

Well I stopped my bike outside some joint
 I liked the sound that I could here
 they was rocking and rolling and ripping it up
 thought I'd get myself a beer
 the guy at the door was looking at me
 he said what the hell are you
 I said man I am a psychokat and I need to talk to you
 Well the Devil taught us how to rock
 and then he turned us loose
 We ain't quite the same as you
 but we got a good excuse
 I ain't got your fashion sense but boy you sure look swell
 but I can make these monsters move and open up the gates of hell
 I got me a mean little band I could show you what we do
 we could really set this place alight
 and if you got the sense or at least the balls to put us on your stage
 you would see the wildest thing you ever saw in your damn life
 I got me a drummer that hits so hard
 he can knock down Fucking walls
 and a hellbound slapping bass player that will shake you to your balls
 I'll plug in my old guitar just to make it sweet
 then well play some psychobilly that will knock you of your bleeding feet
 We'll fill the place with mutants that will drink the whole place dry
 wild and crazy devil girls so hot they'll burn your eyes
 you wont regret a thing unless your answers no
 if that's the case we'll head on out and give some other lucky bastard a show
 We wanna wreck here
 we wanna wreck here
 we wanna wreck here
 that's the only thing we wanna do