Working 9 to 5
Five days a week
And the most part of society
thinks you’re a freak

A boring regular job
Doing something obsolete
Waiting for the weekend
to feel your life complete

Six packs of beer
Your favorite local bands
An underground club
Our promised land

Brewtal mosh
We drink, we dance, all night long
Brewtal mosh
In the middle of the pit is where we belong

No race or religion
Your gender doesn’t matter
In the pit we are all equal
We all mosh together

Catch another beer
Drink it with your friends
Banging heads together
Party till the end

Brewtal mosh
We drink, we dance, all night long
Brewtal mosh
In the middle of the pit is where we belong