歌词
Lil' Raccoon, picking through trash on a sticky summer night
Came upon a Fender strat, with the strings would nice and tight
He felt a mighty something when picked it with his claw
And when he hit a power chord the town just stared in awe
Found a studded jacket and a worn out pair of Vans
Cranked real loud in his garage, not giving a da- amn
You can hear him cross the town on his old Marshall stacks
He won't give you rabies, but he'll give you anthrax
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Got a rabbit on the drums, a hyena on the bass
Now thrash panda's got a band, set to rock some face
Speeding down to the club in a van his uncle stole
Made it there just in time to play some rock and roll
Everyone is out of tune, the stage almost collapsed
Still thrash panda cranks it up, and now they're kicking some ass
A mosh pit opens up and the crowd cannot be tamed
Bodies mashed from wall to wall calling his name
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda! Thrash Panda!
Now he's touring 'round the world, Guitar in his tail
People come from miles away, just to see him wa- ail
You can hear him cross the town on his old Marshall stacks
He won't give you rabies, but he'll give you anthrax
Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda!
Thrash Panda!