What
are the odds that you’d find five dudes named Chuck, in Sweden, of all
places, who all wanna play hard, sleazy rock n’ roll? Well, the odds are
very fuckin’ good indeed, because these Chuckers have united under the
kick ass flag of Norris and now roll out, for your edification, a lucky 13
tracks worth of balls out rawk songs about burning down Bullshit City and
ever sorry fucker in it. Well, ok, so they’re not all really named Chuck,
but they all got a lot of Chuck in ‘em, and that counts for plenty. Dig
the party wrecking “Supersized Roller” and the outta-sight “Meteor
Mama” for the easiest, sleaziest kicks, and make sure to play this
bitch loud enough to get the neighbors good and rankled. After all, what
can they do about it? Nobody can stand up to Chuck Norris. _______________________________________________________
What
are the odds that you’d find five dudes named Chuck, in Sweden, of all
places, who all wanna play hard, sleazy rock n’ roll? Well, the odds are
very fuckin’ good indeed, because these Chuckers have united under the
kick ass flag of Norris and now roll out, for your edification, a lucky 13
tracks worth of balls out rawk songs about burning down Bullshit City and
ever sorry fucker in it. Well, ok, so they’re not all really named Chuck,
but they all got a lot of Chuck in ‘em, and that counts for plenty. Dig
the party wrecking “Supersized Roller” and the outta-sight “Meteor
Mama” for the easiest, sleaziest kicks, and make sure to play this
bitch loud enough to get the neighbors good and rankled. After all, what
can they do about it? Nobody can stand up to Chuck Norris.