Slayer — Expendable Youth Decade of Aggression

Gun down cold on a raw deal Home turf my battlefield In no one's way caught in a crossfire Stray bullets can kill [Chorus] Expendable youths Fighting for possession Having control the principle obsession Rivalry and retribution Death the only solution Injured soul on the hard ground Head blown off face down Lying in a pool of blood An accidental death homicide [Chorus] Struggling to survive The drug induced warfare To have control and principle obsession Expendable youth fighting for possession Violence is only a friend