[00:00.00] 作词 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
[00:00.11] 作曲 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
[00:00.22] 制作人 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Dave Fortman/Jim Root/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
[00:00.33][Spoken: Corey Taylor]
[00:00.87]Then it's time, for all of us to
[00:03.30]Spit
[00:08.64]It
[00:08.70]Out
[00:08.76][Intro: Corey Taylor]
[00:16.11]Did you never gave a damn in the first place?
[00:17.34]Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
[00:18.60]'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
[00:21.03]And the verdict is guilty
[00:21.78][Verse 1: Corey Taylor]
[00:22.41]Man nearly killed me
[00:22.95]Steppin' where you fear to tread
[00:23.64]Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the get-go
[00:25.35]Big mouth ****er, stupid cocksucker
[00:26.73]Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought
[00:28.47]Always is and never was
[00:29.25]Foundation made of piss and vinegar
[00:30.33]Step to me, I'll smear ya
[00:31.71]Think I fear you? Bullshit!
[00:33.33]Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit
[00:35.07]Is there any way to break through the noise?
[00:35.79]Was it something that I said that got you bent?
[00:38.28]Gotta be that way if you want it
[00:39.36]Sanity, literal profanity, hit me!
[00:40.17][Chorus: Corey Taylor & Crowd]
[00:41.04]Spit it out
[00:46.74]All you wanna do is drag me down
[00:47.37]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[00:48.06]Spit it out
[00:51.36]All you wanna do is drag me down
[00:52.38]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[00:54.15][Verse 2: Corey Taylor]
[00:58.29]Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lot of rumor fodder
[00:59.49]Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realize
[01:00.69]Step up, fairy
[01:01.44]I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome, straight to the dome
[01:03.87]You heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter
[01:05.25]And if you know what's good just shut up and beg, brother
[01:07.23]Backstab
[01:07.44]Don't you know who you're dissin'?
[01:08.10]Sideswipe - we know the ass that you're kissin'!
[01:10.02][Verse 3]
[01:10.44]Biggity-biggity bitch boy, halfway houser
[01:11.55]Don't hear shit 'cause I keeps gettin' louder
[01:13.35]Come up and you get a face full of tactic
[01:14.73]Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket
[01:16.56]You got no pull, no power, no nothin'
[01:18.00]Now you start shit? Well ain't that somethin'?
[01:19.59]Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want
[01:21.42]But I'll find you, comin' up behind you
[01:22.65][Chorus: Corey Taylor & Crowd]
[01:27.51]Spit it out
[01:28.23]All you wanna do is drag me down
[01:28.86]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[01:33.90]Spit it out
[01:34.41]All you wanna do is drag me down
[01:35.19]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[01:36.18]One more ****in' time, make some ****in' noise
[01:41.91][Bridge: Corey Taylor]
[01:48.69]'Bout time I set this record straight
[01:49.98]'Cause all the needlenose punchin' is-a makin' me irate
[01:52.05]Sick of my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
[01:53.76]Where you gonna be in the next five years?
[01:55.17]The crew and all the fools and all the politics
[01:57.33]Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
[01:59.25]You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
[02:00.84]Bam, are you sick of me?
[02:01.59]Good enough, had enough
[02:02.01][Spoken: Corey Taylor]
[02:16.86]I ****in' love you, New York City! Whoa, calm down. Not yet. Ha ha. I got two ****ing questions, my friends, are you listening to me? How many people here have seen Slipknot before? How many people here, this is your very first Slipknot concert, your baptism? Ha ha. Well I tell you what. The Slipknot eye is on you tonight. Whether you've seen us or not, you know what ****in' time it is, don't you, you crazy mother****ers? And I want you to follow their lead. I'm not gonna ****in' tell you what to do, I just wanna see you ****in' do it. Let's get it on
[03:29.55][Instrumental Interlude]
[04:11.97][Spoken: Corey Taylor]
[04:12.48]Aw shit. I tell you what. Madison Square Garden never looked so ****ing beautiful in all of my goddamn life. Now, when I say "Jump the **** up", what are you gonna do? What in the **** are you gonna ****in' do? Ha ha. But not yet. Not until I say "Jump the **** up". Not until I say "Jump the **** up", is that clear New York City? Hahahahaha. Aw shit. I don't know about you, I just went from ****in' six to midnight New York, Jesus ****ing Christ. On my signal, unleash hell. Joey, let's take these mother****ers home man
[05:39.33][Bridge: Corey Taylor]
[05:42.87]'Bout time I set this record straight
[05:44.37]'Cause all the needlenose punchin' is-a makin' me irate
[05:46.56]Sick of my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
[05:48.30]Where you gonna be in the next five years?
[05:50.04]The crew and all the fools and all the politics
[05:51.87]Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
[05:53.82]You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
[05:55.38]Bam, are you sick of me?
[05:56.19]Jump the **** up!
[05:56.52]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[05:57.21]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:02.28]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:03.57]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:05.58]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:08.64]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:10.23]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:11.91]**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
[06:15.66]Come on!
[06:15.87][Chorus: Corey Taylor & Crowd]
[06:16.50]Spit it out
[06:17.67]All you wanna do is drag me down
[06:18.30]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[06:19.56]One more time!
[06:19.83]Spit it out
[06:20.79]All you wanna do is drag me down
[06:21.54]All I wanna do is stamp you out
[06:22.26][Outro: Corey Taylor]
[06:22.71]Spit
[06:22.83]Spit
[06:22.95]Spit
[06:23.07]Spit
[06:23.19]Spit it out
[06:40.83][Spoken: Corey Taylor]
[06:41.58]Oh my ****ing god thank you so ****ing much New York! We love you. We love you all. We'll never ****ing forget you. Take care of yourself. Take care of each other. Good ****ing night
[07:29.94] 和声 : Chris Fehn/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan
[07:30.66] 吉他 : Jim Root/Mick Thomson
[07:31.37] 键盘 : Craig Jones
[07:32.09] 母带工程师 : Ted Jensen
[07:32.80] 低音吉他 : Paul Gray
[07:33.51] 鼓 : Joey Jordison
[07:34.23] 打击乐 : Chris Fehn/Shawn "Clown" Crahan

作词 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
作曲 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
制作人 : Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Dave Fortman/Jim Root/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson
Then it's time, for all of us to
Spit
It
Out
Did you never gave a damn in the first place?
Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty
Man nearly killed me
Steppin' where you fear to tread
Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the get-go
Big mouth ****er, stupid cocksucker
Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought
Always is and never was
Foundation made of piss and vinegar
Step to me, I'll smear ya
Think I fear you? Bullshit!
Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit
Is there any way to break through the noise?
Was it something that I said that got you bent?
Gotta be that way if you want it
Sanity, literal profanity, hit me!
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lot of rumor fodder
Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realize
Step up, fairy
I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome, straight to the dome
You heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter
And if you know what's good just shut up and beg, brother
Backstab
Don't you know who you're dissin'?
Sideswipe - we know the ass that you're kissin'!
Biggity-biggity bitch boy, halfway houser
Don't hear shit 'cause I keeps gettin' louder
Come up and you get a face full of tactic
Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket
You got no pull, no power, no nothin'
Now you start shit? Well ain't that somethin'?
Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want
But I'll find you, comin' up behind you
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
One more ****in' time, make some ****in' noise
'Bout time I set this record straight
'Cause all the needlenose punchin' is-a makin' me irate
Sick of my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?
The crew and all the fools and all the politics
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
Bam, are you sick of me?
Good enough, had enough
I ****in' love you, New York City! Whoa, calm down. Not yet. Ha ha. I got two ****ing questions, my friends, are you listening to me? How many people here have seen Slipknot before? How many people here, this is your very first Slipknot concert, your baptism? Ha ha. Well I tell you what. The Slipknot eye is on you tonight. Whether you've seen us or not, you know what ****in' time it is, don't you, you crazy mother****ers? And I want you to follow their lead. I'm not gonna ****in' tell you what to do, I just wanna see you ****in' do it. Let's get it on

Aw shit. I tell you what. Madison Square Garden never looked so ****ing beautiful in all of my goddamn life. Now, when I say "Jump the **** up", what are you gonna do? What in the **** are you gonna ****in' do? Ha ha. But not yet. Not until I say "Jump the **** up". Not until I say "Jump the **** up", is that clear New York City? Hahahahaha. Aw shit. I don't know about you, I just went from ****in' six to midnight New York, Jesus ****ing Christ. On my signal, unleash hell. Joey, let's take these mother****ers home man
'Bout time I set this record straight
'Cause all the needlenose punchin' is-a makin' me irate
Sick of my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?
The crew and all the fools and all the politics
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
Bam, are you sick of me?
Jump the **** up!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
**** me! I'm all out of enemies!
Come on!
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
One more time!
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit
Spit
Spit
Spit
Spit it out
Oh my ****ing god thank you so ****ing much New York! We love you. We love you all. We'll never ****ing forget you. Take care of yourself. Take care of each other. Good ****ing night
和声 : Chris Fehn/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan
吉他 : Jim Root/Mick Thomson
键盘 : Craig Jones
母带工程师 : Ted Jensen
低音吉他 : Paul Gray
鼓 : Joey Jordison
打击乐 : Chris Fehn/Shawn "Clown" Crahan