The yellow fucking car is at your door
Three of them are waiting for the fourth
In ten seconds they
Reach the fucking bar
The base of operations of the war

We don't believe in
The fucking christianity
Our heads are all over in
The thoughts of master jim

The horseman are here to make
You fall, you fucking fake
The yellow crew will show
How the blood of posers flows

Ramon fest is ready to begin
Celebrating anal cunt and all the sins
The master of six fingers
Awaits in the curve bar
Loaded of beer and twelve's whiskey - hey!

Trucker - the black magic preacher
Metal crew boss - the mobile attitude
Cirrozzy - leads the crew down to hell
Coneman - the idol of the teen sluts

The night is over, now it’s time to seek
The house of all the fucking fallen weak
All the yellow crew
Is more than fucking drunk
In their houses we throw cones and junk