Paroles de Thrashaholic

We bang 'til death and lay siege to the pub With tankards and pints in the air Straight edgers worst fears, we're addicted to beers Though wiskey and cider get their share Back in the day when the beer fuelled thrash The tempo of the metal was high but take out the cans And youthanasia is planned a force of habit left you high and dry We're thrash, thrash to the core Our love for cans we can't ignore Your turn to shotgun Thrashoholic means booze for everyone We drink our pints, then order some tins When they kick us out of the pub Then back at due place we'll draw cocks on your face if you pass out on the floor Drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking A testament to our kidney pains Vomit, vomit, vomit, vomit Sick it up, drink it again Thrashing and drinking Boozing and pissing Vodka, cider, special brew We've got no money