Lyrics T.C.R - Panic

Today we are going to observe
The man in his field
The thrasher
Rocking in every concert!

Alcoholic and mad
A simple true fan
Or at least
A faithful and almost true fan

Some days of drugs
Hangover all day
The "pacha"
It's your partner, your little great friend!

The sewer is the bed
The metal in your veins
Undoubtedly, they identify
In society

Only a drunk man
With a (Beer in his hands)
Someone who only lives by thrash metal
Only a true man
That it's ("Thrasher" by cr)
Someone who just wants metal and alcohol
Only a drugged man
With a (Joint in his hands)
Someone who only lives by thrash metal
Only a good fan
That it's ("Thrasher" by cr)
Someone who just wants more metal

Today we are going to observe
The man in his field
The thrasher
Rocking in every concert

The sewer is the bed
The metal in your veins
Undoubtedly, they identify
In society

Only a drunk man
With a (Beer in his hands)
Someone who only lives by thrash metal
Only a true man
That it's ("Thrasher" by cr)
Someone who just wants metal and alcohol
Only a drugged man
With a (Joint in his hands)
Someone who only lives by thrash metal
Only a good fan
That it's ("Thrasher" by cr)
Someone who just wants more metal