Pure pogo power punk from Boston. You know the feeling when you can't control yourself and all you can do is grit your teeth and grab the shoulders of the leather jacket wearing punk in front of you and use those shoulders as leverage to propel yourself higher into the air? Over and over until that punk in front of you does the same and soon the whole room (basement) has (d)evolved into a sweaty, senseless, system smashing pogo frenzy? Yeah...ZIPPERHEAD.
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