Fugazi - Bulldog Front

Ahistorical - you think this shit just dropped right out of the sky My analysis: it's time to harvest the crust from your eyes To surge and refine, to rage and define ourselves against your line So sorry friend, you must resign You want to figure it out we'll throw down, we'll throw down, we'll throw down You want to figure it out well throw down your bulldog front Bold bold mouth talking not so bold now that you've eaten your own Lips flecked, mouth specked you strip the skin right off of the bone But I would never say you act without precision or care, but it's all attention to armor, to the armor you wear so well You want to figure it out we'll throw down, we'll throw down You want to figure it out we'll throw down your bulldog front You want to figure it out You want to figure it out Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home Let's knock and check to see if there's somebody home You want to figure it out we'll throw down and we'll throw down You want to figure it out we'll throw down your bulldog front You want to figure it out You want to figure it out