Drinking beer all night long.
Metal pub closed – we are gone.
Walking in the midnight streets.
Looking for some dirty deeds.

Cans of beer in our hands.
Entering the disco lands.
Urging for some raging hell.
To kill them with our metal spell.
We’ll clean that place of dance!

Danny slays the doorkeeper.
Berry kills the barkeeper.
They both rape a discowhore
While Ian drinks more ‘n more…
Chainsawed flying bodyparts!

Finally this damned place is ours.
On the tables no more stinking flowers.
Heavy metal thunder plays on ten.
On the dance floor only banging men.

The place is thrashed, no more beer.
So what’s the use of staying here?
We walk to the door, we slip on the blood.
Alcoholic overkill in the face of god!

Mamboooooooo! Number 666! 666! 666! 666! 666! 666! 666!

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