Hardrocker

Too drunk to be silent, can't stay on his feet

With a horrible language he crawls down the street

A pleasant condition, can't hold down the food

Fistful of vomits, he's now in the mood

When he starts tumbling and drops to the floor

It's the sign he awaits, he's got to drink more

Insulting the shorthaired, his arm starts to twist

Their nose bones receives the speed of the fist

He's dirty...he's alone...he's metal to the bone

HARDROCKER

The most incedent back at school, he always skipped the class

Told his teacher to fuck off and stick it up her ass

He'll never fit into the crowd, he'll never lose his pride

He won't allow no shorthaired heads, he would rather die

Shortcut hair in sight, no words are needed to start the fight

All discondance must end in broken bones

Enough to get him pissed, count the teeth you soon shall miss

Footprints in your swollen face shows the way it must be done

Criminaly tough and hard, headbanging where we lie

Whiplash-damage, aching neck, still banging till we die

We'll stand together to the end, ain't ever wimping out

We live and die the metal way, loud is all that counts

HARDROCKERS