Run to the Pit - Insanity Alert

The weekend came after a week

Of school and work, pure misery

A case of beer, a bag of weed

The sound of thrash is all we need

We first meet up outside the club

We’ll pound some cans, we’ll get warmed up

Then we’ll go in, where we shall be

Thrashing for eternity

Moshing through smoke clouds and empty cans

Stagediving into the pit

We are the thrashers, it’s not nice to meet you

Fuck you, we don’t give a shit

This is our playground, it’s where we belong

The pit gets you higher than hits from the bong

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Security man across the fence

Killing and raping the fun

We’re thrashing and slamming like hell in the pit

Crushing skulls, drinking beer, smoking blunts

It’s like a jungle in front of the stage

Banging your head and smashing your face

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Let’s go

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Run to the pit, mosh for your life

Mosh for your life