Violence Condoned Lyrics - Razor

We only had forty-five minutes 

Before we were to start our show 

Our roadies had set up our gear 

And we were (more than) ready to go 

Then the owner of the bar came to see us 

And he told us that we would't get paid 

The thrashers in the bar had to wonder why the show was delayed 

Violence condoned 

Cough up the dough 

We packed our guitars, we got in our cars 

We drove off and we never looked back 

Six fucking albums, still dealing with welchers 

I think I'm about to attack 

I love all our fans but I'm sick of this, man 

If you book us then we'd better get paid 

The thrashers in the bar all showed him a mistake had been made 

Fans irate, the time was late, they knew the band was gone 

Tempers smoked, a riot broke, the violent clash was on 

Chairs were thrown, damage sown, they paid to see the band 

Bottles flying, underlying vengeance for the fans 

Take a stand and never change your plans 

Demand respect or be a useless fool 

Never let the big shots get away 

With thinking that they're making all the rules 

If they think that you're a weakling 

You'd better fight and show them it ain't true 

Teach them all a violent lesson 

And show them just what you can do 

Revenge, revenge, support it each and every day 

Revenge, revenge, violence blows the weasels away