Down with the Sickness Songtext

von Richard Cheese & Lounge Against the Machine

Can you feel that?
Oh, shit
O-WA-A-A-A
O-WA-A-A-A

Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.
Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You motha get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You fucka 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,
It seems that all that was good has died
Oh, no. The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me.

O-WA-A-A-A...

Get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You motha get up, come on get down with the sickness!
You fucka get up, come on get down with the sickness!
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.
Why can't you just fuck off and die and down with the sickness!
FUCK YOU!
I don't need this shit and down with the sickness!
You stupid, sadistic, abusive, fucking whore and down with the sickness!
Here it comes
Get ready to DIE!
Get ready to DIE!