Jay walking - and you're gonna land in jail. Doesn't matter - if you can pay the bail. Gotta get out of here. Gotta get out of here - I won't stay. A young boy of eleven on trial.
Look your doors 'cause Tankard's coming to your town. When we're drunk then we don't like to fuck around. Wicked thirst yet there is no beer to be found.
Our clean-cut leaders. In dirty money they deal. Transactions undercover. They bribe, divert and steal. . Industry bosses. And the political class. Scratching each others back and.
I was born in "Dirty Town", early heard the heavy sound. Of pounding drums and loud guitars on the radio. My mama always said to me "Boy it's time for you to see.
We want headbang every night. C'mon turn out the light. Heavy concerts and horrible parties. Dying by 200 phone. Too loud you're dying playin' Heavy Metal.
Ich brauch meinen Suff. wie der Spiee den Puff. Ich brauch meinen Suff. wie der Spiee den Puff. . Frhestens ab 2 Promill. wei ich, was ich wirklich will.
My life is without meaning. Nothing I do makes sense. My mom has always told me. That I am good for noyhing. Metal! Metal!. Ray of hope. Metal! Metal!.
Modem speed is what you'll need. To get access to the heat. Surfin' the net. Data goes straight to your brain. Don't give a shit. 'about reality and it's pain.
Appetite and hunger come. No matter where you're from. Either near or far. Come to my snack bar. Have some fries or have some meat. No matter what you eat.
Even Then I try to look the problem in the eyes. There's no hope for me in sight. . Stagnant though I am there's a spark. which keeps me moving on. Yet - there's no hope for me in sight.
Holy wars, Insane crusaders. Killing in the name of god. Ayatollahs with machine guns. Iran, Iraq must drown in blood. Beirut, Belfast, Sikhs and Hindus.
Play! To the lord. Die! Pray and feel my sword. Jesus died for all our sins. Still you don't believe in God. Intolerant as I am. I will no accept your ways.
I don't like your clubs. I don't like your drugs. Where's my whisky bar?. . I don't like this beat. It ain't got no meat. Need a mean guitar!. . Fuck it all! Nobody singin' my song.
Melt to the beat of the drum. Melt to be one, to be one. . What thou wer'st, what thou be. Creature of the hatchery. Not a man reeling free. Bear this mark of destiny.
Christmas time is here again. Time to give your cash to them. At the cross is where we'll meet. Leaving presents at his feet. Buy your gifts in harmony.
Es ist Freitag Abend, ich zieh' schon wieder los. Durch Frankfurts geile Kneipen, mein Durst ist riesengross. Meine Freunde sind auch schon wieder da.
Flirtin' with desaster, Flirtin', butt mayonaise. Flirtin' with desaster, Flirtin', it seems it's not my day. Flirtin' with desaster, Flirtin', I passed some glass.
Was it destiny that one day It was born. Drunk creature of the night who haunts us for our brew. It was dark, midnight or so, when most had left for home.
Coming home 6 a.m. had a night of excess. When she opened the door I puked on her dress. She says that I'm lazy - a cooser and fool. A longhaired drunkard, no good at all.