Executive Producers: Jon & Marsha Zazula
Producer and Mixer: Alex Perialas & Overkill
Engineer: Alex Perialas
Recorded live at The Phantasy Theatre, Cleveland, OH, June 3, 1987
The Finger photo: Dan Muro
Live photo: Ron Akiyama

1987

BOBBY BLITZ ELLSWORTH - vocals
D.D. VERNI - bass
BOBBY GUSTAFSON - guitars
RAT SKATES - drums

1. Fuck You
2. Rotten To The Core
3. HammerHead
4. Use Your Head
5. Electro-Violence

Call us fearless, call us crazy.
Say what you want, say we're lazy!
Say we're just, the violent type.
Time has come y'know we're not too bright...

Tell your friends we're really sick,
Lie on yer backs an' comin' in trick
This you should know cause you're so cool,
Yer number one, yer nobody's fool.

Step on over baby jump right in.
This is one game that everybody's in.
Don't care where you been, I don't care how you look,
It's all fire now, we're gonna cook.

We don't care what you say. Fuck You!
We don't care what you say, (3x)
Fuck you!(4x)

I have got a secret, hidden behind my eyes.
A violation tragedy! of violence hate and lies.
Locked deep within a chamber, dark reccesses of my mind...
A tribute to insanity! through hours days and time.

Recite the testimonial, truth and nothing more.
Accusations nominal! fall rotten to the core.
So take a look, read a book, reach a new plateau...!
But stain the soul a life you took,
you know not what I know.

Misguided youth the bitter truth
Nothing left to chance...
Fallen angel seeking adventure, new romance.
How dare you touch you take the soul
Of one so pure so... white..!
The violation tragedy
Took all she had that... night!!!

I have got a secret hidden behind my eyes.
A violation tragedy! of violence hate and lies.
Recite the testimonial, truth and nothing more.
Accusations nominal! fall rotten to the core.

Feeling the pain as it rips through my brain
Twisting whats left of my mind.
Tearing the same, this blood burning flame
Decaying all it can find.
Banging your head, stuck in the dread,
Leaving the posers behind.
Powers you see, the power you need
Nerves and bones we grind.

Knocked to the floor, left wanting more.
Scars decorate your face...
Playing the game, your never the same
The heat is melting this place
Emotion and fire!!, you never tire
Running a death metal race..
Kinfe in te back, guitar heart attack
Murder, rest my case.

No one can stop, our way to the top!
No one can get in the way
Necksnapping force, taking its course.
Keeping the dogs at bay.
Nailed to the wall, giving your all
We know that you ain't dead.
We know your name, know why you came
You´re a fucking hammerhead.

Set in overdrive, makin' money on the side.
Lookin' for some dirty action.
Leave 'em on the floor,
Leave 'em wantin' more.
Use it for the prime reaction.

Workin' like a dog,
Tired cold, and bored.
Stimulate me to satisfaction.
Alcohol and sluts,
Pull me from my rut,
Second only to the attraction.

YOU! Got a lot to learn.
Your head's up your ass!
YOU! Got a lot to learn.
You got no class.

Take me to the top, never never stop.
So pretty what's your name, where ya from.
I see you like the band,
Don't leave me with my hand,
Stick around I'll throw you a bone.

Workin' like a dog,
Tired cold, and bored.
Stimulate me to satisfaction.
Alcohol and sluts,
Pull me from my rut,
Second only to the attraction.

YOU! Got a lot to learn.
Your head's up your ass!
YOU! Got a lot to learn.
You got no class.

No class.
Crack another beer, sit on over here.
What I need I can't do alone.
Think that I'm in love, sittin' in your glove,
What's your name, here I come out, I'm done.

Workin' like a dog,
Tired cold, and bored.
Stimulate me to satisfaction.
Alcohol and sluts,
Pull me from my rut,
Second only to the attraction.

YOU! Got a lot to learn.
Your head's up your ass!
YOU! Got a lot to learn.
You got no class.

Watch the circle, dehumanize.
Fuck the world, stay outside.
You tread on me and you will find,
That you flirt with death before your time.

Keep your distance, subdivide.
Do not enter, conservative type.
Sweaty bodies, bodily harm.
Abuse thy neighbour, thats the charm.

Blood! shed on everyone.
Don't mistake, violence for fun.
Blood! guilty fashion fiend,
What you hear for, you don't fit in....!

Take the shot, take the pain.
Rebound! back again,
Uncivilized reaction appeals to me.
No restraints face reality.

Never victim, always vice.
Taking charge, desensitized.
Do unto others, stay unbowed.
You social misfit, you're one of us now.