Four young fuckers on an afternoon drive

Through the land of gods and killing time

Tried to relate to a nuclear age

But we lost our souls in a pinball game

This is it like the way we planned

Not a church of saints but a church of man

We're the priests of the dancing beasts

So shake your ass and move your feet



Four young fuckers takin over the top

No matter what you want it's what you got

Wouldn't say no to a pot of gold

But we'd rather have a go at this funky show

We are the truth like it's never been seen

The truth is hard and the truth is mean

The truth is an ache in the seat of your pants

But it's got a good beat and it's easy to dance



Mean ass funk show

Everything out of control

Mean ass funk show

Ain't no rock n roll

Mean ass funk show

Sleazy little underground

Mean ass funk show

Big mean ass funk show burnin that mother down



These four young fuckers turnin over the mob

Get out of our way cos this is our job

This world our world has gone insane

We touch the heart and eat the pain

We don't give a shit about what they say

We mark our path pave our own way

Our music's a notch in the scars of time

So march to the beat of our own decline