Verse
Neckties green skin and bloodshot eyes
We eat your brains and then we paralyze
Your love for what is playing on the radio
You think you’re one of us then grab a horn and blow blow blow
Chorus:
We walk the earth wearing checkerboard slip-ons
When we skank through we leave a trail of destruction
It’s not a scene it’s a motherfucking army
If ska is dead then we’re all zombies
Verse:
There’s no place to hide there’s no place to go
Just get out of our way when you see us at the show
No combat boots just pinstripe suits that is our uniform
You better start to skank when you hear those blaring horns
Bridge:
Neckties green skin bloodshot eyes
We eat your brains then paralyze
Your love for the radio
Now grab a horn and blow blow blow