Bottled Violence Lyrics

Minor Threat Bottled Violence

Get your bravery from a six pack.  Get your bravery from a half-pint.  Drink
your whiskey, drink your grain.  Bottoms uo and you don't feel pain.
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Go out and fight, fight.  Bottled Violence.
Lose control of your body.  Beat the shit out of somebody.  Half-shut eyes
don't see who you hit.  But you don't take any shit.
(Chorus)