Stomp Your British Knights Down Lyrics

Stick to your guns my man
Take all the pressure to convert you can stand
All of your friends have chopped their locks
And they've acquired quite an ear for the bland

A pop-metal hybrid army of bands
Is making modified 90's glam
Their mobilizing troops and taking many new recruits
And all your friends want you to take their hands

But don't forget your a metal fan

Stomp your BK's down
and kick the shit out of this enemy sound
Stomp your BK's
down turn it up and take this pussy-rock down

Hats off to the pointy guitars
The bloody logos and the five pointed stars
Crank up parental-wince-inducing riffs
To heavy metal may I send my regards

To Slayer, Metal Church and Deicide
To Venom, Carcass, Death and Sacred Reich
To Nuclear Assault and Napalm Death
Your fans are bailing and that just isn't right

How could you let this happen without a fight

They no longer have hair in their eyes
They will soon be forced to recognize
That what awaits them is a swift demise

Stomp your BK's down
and kick the shit out of this enemy sound
Stomp your BK's down
turn it up and take this pussy-rock down

Now all the woodies in the world unite
And may I join you in this noble fight
We'll put our petty differences down to rest
And then we'll crush all useless rock with our might

And we're gonna kick it out rock tight