Pusher:Knock Knock
From Louisville Punk/Hardcore History
These are the harlots adorned with loose smiles. They open doors without knocking first. Now I've told you time and time again, that door is fucking locked. These are the harlots that nightmares are made of. They'll swallow us whole right from under our beds. I shouldn't have to say this again. I told you, I told you, I told you, I told you it's locked.