Heading to my destination,
going over speed of sound yea
rushing here and there
telling everyone to go my way

full power and my army
pumped up with our barley
blowing everything up that's theirs

we don't take too kindly on your kind
we don't take too kindly on your kind

gore rush in the eyes
smashed furniture flying by
booze overwhelming the floors
earth is too small for us all

straight way up the stairs
some rolled down, some did fall
were rushing, fuck the fools

we don't take too kindly on your kind
we don't take too kindly on your kind

some tryed to push us to door
I grabbed bottle, started smashing 'em all
silence fell to the room
when I yelled take over this world!

I see the creeps are no more
whisky, booze is our lord
we are THE only one that rules!

we don't take too kindly on your kind
we don't take too kindly on your kind

we don't take too kindly on your kind