Every year when spring awakes we all can hardly wait To leave our fucking country even it´s just for three days Packed up with booze and with nothing to loose Our destination is Belgium/Meerhout! Back on the road again, arrival 10 am Cars and cloth are smelling like the armpit of He-Man Tents we setup later lets go rocking to some bands And if we´re drunk we will burn down securitymens pants singing
Friday night riot! So here we are now Join the black cloud that passes your camp right now Friday night riot! So sing along now Kickass party with the sinners won´t you follow?
When the black shadows meet my flesh begins to creep And the tension in the air causes the quake under my feet The piss in the cans, the juice in my vans Have the same fucking temperature and the same parents But we don´t give a damn cuz riot is the plan What are 30 degrees if you can drink as much you can? Yellowboys beware of the united human rage You cannot stop us cuz you don´t have such a giant cage