| Song | Behemoth |
| Artist | Tad |
| Album | God's Balls |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| They came on down for no reason. | |
| Just for fun. Lust for blood. | |
| Battlezone in the streets at night. | |
| [...] | |
| Get on up. Get away. | |
| Leather straps are cracking my head. | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| You will fall down, Behemoth. | |
| Motherfucker. | |
| Ten thousand pounds of meat | |
| coming at you | |
| with a meat cleaver. | |
| Ten thousand tons of meat | |
| coming at you | |
| with a chainsaw baby. |