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All Fist Fighting

 

All Fist Fighting

(album: Cycle Of Contempt - 2022)


I was sitting at the back of the bar
I could see it all coming they were ready to go
They were giving one another the eye
You could tell in just seconds it was gonna explode
With an angry violent look on his face
He just fed him one sucker and the guy hit the floor
Then some seven other guys in the room
You could see them start swinging with their fists for

They were all fist fighting
All fist fighting
All fist fighting
They were all fist fighting, all fist fighting, all fist fighting

Then a bouncer with the arms of a bear
And another came running, they were madder than hell
They were pulling on their shirt and some hair
You could see them just grabbing, it was so hard to tell
Then somebody took a swing at his face
And this bouncer starts freaking, now he's ready to kill
They were punching out each other so far
As I could tell, just gotta ring the bell for

They were all fist fighting
All fist fighting
All fist fighting
They were all fist fighting, all fist fighting, all fist fighting

There were twenty fucking cops in the room
Everybody's just pummeled lying out on the floor
There was broken glass, the tables were turned
And broken faces just busted, needing stitching for sure
Then the Sergeant with his stick in his hand
He's got a question, but he can't get nobody to tell
Then the waitress at the side of the bar
Said all she saw were faces hitting fists for

They were all fist fighting
All fist fighting
All fist fighting
They were all fist fighting, all fist fighting, all fist fighting

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