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Jason Sidote (relapse.com)
Danzig has never owned a shirt
If you buy him one he will bury you
Glenn Danzig buries people
Most of which aren't even dead
They probably have families
He doesn't ask
He doesn't care
They aren't even sick
He will steal your boots
He will kick you with them
Imagine it
You're sitting on the bus staring at Danzig's buff upper body
Then you're getting stomped with your own boots
And if you have sketchers he will trade someone for boots and stomp you with them
You're getting stomped
And probably buried
God his upper body is jacked
You know cause there is no shirt on it
Even when he meets with his agent
He wears a tie and no shirt
And boots
And he usually steals the tie
Cause he's not paying for a tie
He doesn't even pay for boots; he has yours
And you can't complain; you're underground
Buried
He did that
You could probably dig yourself out
But you wouldn't dare
Cause Danzig told you that you could probably dig yourself out
But that you won't dare
And you don't
You just lie underground
Just inches from the surface
Because Danzig refuses to dig for more than one shovel stroke
Imagine it
If you leave you're getting stomped
And you're gonna see your girlfriend rubbing Danzig's chest
Cause she is
And Danzig tells her she's ugly but she doesn't stop
Then he flexes and she does it harder
They're in your bed
Cause Danzig tucked you in underground
Hey look next to you
It's your girlfriend and her dad
They told Danzig to wear a shirt at the dinner table
He ate both their dinners and had them dig their own graves
They could have run but they were staring at Danzig's abs
Which glow in the dark by the way
And Danzig told them they wouldn't dare
Glenn Danzig has so many boots
Every pair is dangerous
Fuck Shirts
Hail Danzig
Danzig has never owned a shirt
If you buy him one he will bury you
Glenn Danzig buries people
Most of which aren't even dead
They probably have families
He doesn't ask
He doesn't care
They aren't even sick
He will steal your boots
He will kick you with them
Imagine it
You're sitting on the bus staring at Danzig's buff upper body
Then you're getting stomped with your own boots
And if you have sketchers he will trade someone for boots and stomp you with them
You're getting stomped
And probably buried
God his upper body is jacked
You know cause there is no shirt on it
Even when he meets with his agent
He wears a tie and no shirt
And boots
And he usually steals the tie
Cause he's not paying for a tie
He doesn't even pay for boots; he has yours
And you can't complain; you're underground
Buried
He did that
You could probably dig yourself out
But you wouldn't dare
Cause Danzig told you that you could probably dig yourself out
But that you won't dare
And you don't
You just lie underground
Just inches from the surface
Because Danzig refuses to dig for more than one shovel stroke
Imagine it
If you leave you're getting stomped
And you're gonna see your girlfriend rubbing Danzig's chest
Cause she is
And Danzig tells her she's ugly but she doesn't stop
Then he flexes and she does it harder
They're in your bed
Cause Danzig tucked you in underground
Hey look next to you
It's your girlfriend and her dad
They told Danzig to wear a shirt at the dinner table
He ate both their dinners and had them dig their own graves
They could have run but they were staring at Danzig's abs
Which glow in the dark by the way
And Danzig told them they wouldn't dare
Glenn Danzig has so many boots
Every pair is dangerous
Fuck Shirts
Hail Danzig