Lyrics:

His hunger is so visible nowThe sight of this guy makes me insaneLet him go faster - I will stop shakingThe iron dogs of the city arrive togetherThey are excited and ready to moshGlass-eyed corpses will fall down tonightThey will be out and the new will comeYeah, scream of axes, such a noisy partyDon't preach to me here, about my situationYeah lanky guys are droppin' dead nowThere'll be a ton of puke - just one of the attractionsReinforcements are comin' - I'm defendin' myselfI won't drop so fast, surrender to no oneI'm losing my fingers in her appetising shameNo, not this week, I'm not comin' home!An iron dog of the city, a never sober thrasherHe's haulin', oh, a big sack of joyThe crew's defendin' him, rollin' orbitsThis night, just like the last, some of the guests will drop downThe orange sun pulls me out of it, oh wellThere's no talkin' about any overdoseA 'Red Barchetta' is flyin' through my earsI'm waitin' patiently for a new sack of joy, joy!It is hittin' us - Adrenalines kickAnd we are not guilty in this situationLitza's greedy jaw is lookin' for the foeOur bangin' heads are harder than a rock.
Acid Drinkers Moshin' In The Nite