Lust For Crust

Some punks dance cross, some want to crust
United in noise and in grind they trust
They share a bleak and nihilistic worldview
Their music's stripped back but the message is true
Words full of meaning delivered with force
They speak their mind and show no remorse

Crustpunks, she stands out, obscene, extreme
The perfume she wears burns like gasoline
He wears cargo, got a discharge patch
Crustpunks, the itch that he's got to scratch

Lust for crust, she wants the D
Breed lust for crust, he wants the D
Breed lust for crust, she wants the D
Breed lust for crust, he wants the D

They snap dance their way from stage to stage
Out drinking, kids who are half their age
Dancing to the law that's crustpunk lust
Now and then it's hard to get the lust for crust

Lust for crust, she wants the D
Breed lust for crust, he wants the D
Breed lust for crust, she wants the D
Breed lust for crust, he wants the D
Beast