Welcome to the camp
I guess you all know why we're here
My name is Tommy
And I became aware this year
If you want to follow me
You've got to play pinball
And put in your ear plugs
Put on your eye shades
You know where to put the cork

Hey you gettin' drunk
So sorry, I got you sussed
Hey you smokin' mother nature
This is a bust
Hey hung up old Mr. Normal
Don't try to gain my trust
'Cause you ain't gonna follow me
Any of those ways
Although you think you must

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
Never did and never will
We're not gonna take it
Gonna break it
Gonna shake it
Let's forget it better still

Now you can't hear me
Your ears are truly sealed
You can't speak either
Your mouth is filled
You can't see nothing
And pinball completes the scene
Here comes Uncle Ernie
To guide you to
Your very own machine

We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
We're not gonna take it
Never did and never will
Don't want no religion
And as far as we can tell
We ain't gonna take you
Never did and never will
We forsake you
Gonna rape you
Let's forget you better still

We forsake you
Gonna rape you
Let's forget you better still

See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me
See me, feel me
Touch me, heal me

Listening to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get the heat
Following you, I climb the mountain
I get excitement at your feet
Right behind you, I see the millions
On you, I see the glory
From you, I get opinions
From you, I get the story

[repeat until...]

?????

You have got me stumped. Who did that song?

Yeah I'm sure this is what Pete Townsend had in mind when he wrote that.

I thought this was going to be a Twisted Sister fan thread. Any Bent Brothers here?!?!

Ditto but I love em both so I was able to pick up on Tommy.

lolled. +1 for you, sir!

Oh boy! A lyrics thread? :D

Devastate
Leave them weeping in your wake
A family's broken dreams,
with gloved hand I separate
Mutilate them
Carve them up
Bring them to their knees
The powers of a knife at hand if it breathes it fucking bleeds
Mankind end time disgusted with this race
I pluck them from the universe pawns in my favorite game
Cut them all down
Completely randomized
Never a clue nor a trace is left
Identity disguised
I measure joy in suffering with a rope and blade I maim
Humiliate these fallen souls,
this earth of sick disgrace

Climactic degradation
Rapture in blood achieved
Suffocate them, rip them, rape them
Make them fucking scream
Orgasmic mutilation
On terror I do feed
Annihilate this bastard race I'll make them bleed for me!

I'm taking you down with me
Into this hell of hells
Stabbed in the throat sputtering blood
My need is never quelled
You must stand here before me
My judgement ends in death
I stand above your broken bodies face speckled in red

How sweet it is to revel in your flesh
I won't stop until the last is dead

I prefer the Twisted Sister song myself.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V9AbeALNVkk

Yeah, I too stumbled in here on that thought.

Whoa! That is powerful! I like that! So fitting!

Same, but yeah, I was hoping this was going to be a thread about Twisted Sister. Bent Brothers Fans Unite!

...I'm going to listen to The Who and Twisted Sister

Can you feel that?
Ah, shit

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
(Will you give in to me?)

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

[Chorus:]
Get up, come on get down with the sickness [x3]
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me
(Will you give in to me?)

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me

[Chorus]

(And when I dream) [x4]
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy?
Don't do it, you're hurting me
Why did you have to be such a bitch
Why don't you,
Why don't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die

[Chorus (last line changed to "Madness has now come over me")]

Lyrics to my favorite day for gaming:

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, oh, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Have you not just changed the words from that Rebecca Black's Friday song with saturday?

It's Sir Elton, man! (He's talking about fighting in the song, but I like to think about virtual fighting. Switchblades hurt.)