[ Featuring the Sweater Weather ]
10 a.m. sharp and I'm waiting at the record store
I need to get a gift and I know she likes grindcore
So I'm looking thru the shelves, tryna find the perfect piece of noise
For a girl that likes to throw down in the pit with the hardcore boys
Yell at me
Yell at me
Yell at me
You can make it alright
Yell at me
Yell at me
Yell at me
You can make it alright
She's an old school grind queen
Extreme noise terror blast fiend
Jean jacket daydream
With the spikes and napalm death patch too
I can't upset her, gotta get the right record
Or she's got 40 Reasons To Hate Me
Mortician won't please her
Asphyx won't do either
Nor will Prowler In The Yard
She already has it all
Yell at me
Yell at me
Yell at me
You can make it alright
Yell at me
Yell at me
Yell at me
You can make it alright
Yell at me
Yell at me
Yell at me
You can make it alright
