An infernal call through the night And the glorious masters of metal unite On the streets, tortured by thirst The clock strikes twelve, they are ready to burst
Lock up your wife!!! Gonna end your fancy thrive... When you hear a hateful yell They're gonna bring you hell
The hellhounds rush... ...through the depths of the night By the crack of thunder Beer Hammers strike!!!
Beer Hammers!
Aiming for the battered cellar bar With your cheapest booze you shall fill up the jar The meanest, the devil's right hand If the sun goes up, let darkness descend
Don't dare to start a fight You won't survive that fateful night!! If you get the hammers pissed You're gonna feel their fistsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
