: I was born in beer, my object of lust But got no money, still drink I must I search my pockets, and what do I find Useless cleenex to wipe my behind
: You've got a big mouth! Blessed with no brain! You cannot keep up, it's all in vain No use discussing 'cause intelligence you lack You can't keep up
: Long time ago We found this place Thousands of years We crossed the interstellar space World after world Sowing the seeds Another planet For a new
notorious scum, scum we are! Fuck you! We'll fuck your wife We are notorious scum, scum we are! Born in the gutter of our fucking town Dealin' crack to survive the day
: Sticky hands, smelly feet Badly breath, fart of death Please don't mind my running nose I've got everything you need I gotta good feet, this is a
Drinkin' booze, pub-crawling man Psychotics on narcotics I need 10 bottles a day Lame and useless to the bone, broken dreams, leave me alone But the last day
houses! Cruely gangs! Brutal people! Rundown quarter! Rundown district! Rundown quarter! Rundown district! Corpses lying dead in streets People stumble over them Suicides are every day
: I'll crash your fucking party And I don't know for what I ate your awesome chilli Now you deal with my smelly butt We'll spend the whole night talking
not the will of god, centuries on my blackened teeth grin Black clouds, the nightwinds howling as your body collapses lifeless Ripped out the heart and throat, frosty day
: Bier Durst! Now it's time to drink I'm in the mood, so keep on buyin' Rye, fuckin' rye Really dig the braincell fryin Red wine! I want all the loose
: Early in the eighties The brealdancers very strong But we destroyed their discos The day and all night long Our loudness was incredible Our metal
I'll crash your fucking party And I don't know for what I ate your awesome chilli Now you deal with my smelly butt We'll spend the whole night talking
I was born in beer, my object of lust But got no money, still drink I must I search my pockets, and what do I find Useless cleenex to wipe my behind
You've got a big mouth! Blessed with no brain! You cannot keep up, it's all in vain No use discussing 'cause intelligence you lack You can't keep up,
Bier Durst! Now it's time to drink I'm in the mood, so keep on buyin' Rye, fuckin' rye Really dig the braincell fryin Red wine! I want all the loose
