Stormblood - Here Comes The Thrasher lyrics

Running in the streets, so drunk and so free Crazy ways for a dying cheer Shaking your long and tangled hair Banging this greasy head of hair Wearing your tored and tight pants Ready to drink with your friends Those old white sneakers in the foot Roaring the life in your crazy mood He cannot sleep, alcohol is your creed The beer is his fuel, and the cigarettes too No one can change it so: (refrão) "here comes the thrasher! here comes the true! Who can stop a 80's, fool?" "here comes the thrasher! here comes the faint! Who can stop a 80's, scatterbrain?" Get up thrasher, its time to bang your head Let's go get drunk, be thrash till d**h! Belt of bullets hanging in the waist A 80's (eighties) decade shoddy brave Father says: get a f**in' job! I want to be free, so f** you despot! Mother says: get your hair cutted! I don't care about this kind of f**! You drink like a crazy, why the life is so daze? Drowing in beer, a 80's decade f**in' cheer! Who can change it? so: (refrão) "here comes the thrasher! here comes the true! Who can stop a 80's, fool?" "here comes the thrasher! here comes bore! Who can stop a 80's warrior?" You metalhead! do you think are really free? Shut up you ba*tard! don't bother me!