TOPDRESSER!

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TOPDRESSER!

Travis Blamires · 4 plays

death metal, growled male vocals, brutal, heavy guitars, blast beats, double bass drums, aggressive riffs, dark atmosphere, theme: Greg the golf course mechanic who hates the topdresser

Lyrics

Intro

GREG!

TOPDRESSER!

DIE!

(GRRRRAAAAHHH!)

Verse

Wrench in my fist, oil on my hands

Golf course hell, under the sun's command

Mowers purr sweet, mowers obey

But you, you rust bucket, you betray!

Jammed gears grinding, sand in the teeth

Spreading your filth, uneven beneath

Greens turn to sludge, boss on my case

I'll rip your hopper, smash your face!

Chorus

TOPDRESSER!

HATE YOU! HATE YOU!

BURN IN THE FORGE!

TOPDRESSER!

CRUSH YOU! CRUSH YOU!

FEED YOU TO THE SWINE!

(ARRRGH! GRRRR!)

TOPDRESSER! DEAD!

Verse

Dawn breaks early, toolbox dragged low

Fix your ass daily, but you won't go

Belts snap vicious, hydraulics leak

Mocking my sweat week after week

Fairways flawless, traps full of dread

But you foul the fringe, leave 'em half-dead

Greg's the reaper, scythe in my grip

Time to entomb you, six feet deep rip!

Chorus

TOPDRESSER!

HATE YOU! HATE YOU!

BURN IN THE FORGE!

TOPDRESSER!

CRUSH YOU! CRUSH YOU!

FEED YOU TO THE SWINE!

(ARRRGH! GRRRR!)

TOPDRESSER! DEAD!

TOPDRESSER! DEAD!

Bridge

(ROOOAAARRR!)

No more mercy, no more repairs

Torch through your frame, ignite the flares!

Shards in the air, twisted steel rain

Greg reigns supreme on the bloodied plain!

(HA! HA! HA!)

Chorus

TOPDRESSER!

HATE YOU! HATE YOU! HATE YOU!

BURN IN THE FORGE!

TOPDRESSER!

CRUSH YOU! CRUSH YOU! CRUSH YOU!

FEED YOU TO THE SWINE!

(ARRRGH! GRRRR! RAAAAAHHH!)

TOPDRESSER! DEAD!

Outro

GREG WINS!

(GRRRRAAAAHHH!)

DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

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