Thinkin' bout fuckin', lookin' through the glass
We're listening to Max, he keeps tellin' all nite.
He never lies, old muthafucker
I don't exaggerate, he's a bloody drunkard,
But at this moment you got nothing to say,
We got no money for wonderful women, no!!
He's spiderman, he climbs a wall
I'm sure, he doesn't know what is fear
I say: Hey, Max, its your third bottle today
I think he's an alcoholic sleep-walker.
He cannot stop when he's telling his tale,
I say, hey, man, fuckin' party is over,
Take it easy, yeah, take it easy, take it slow,
No, no, not me, you gotta go!!
Crazy, crazy, Max you gotta start the fight!!!
- Are You a Rebel?
- Too Many Cops
- Acid Drinker
- Smoke on the Water
- Max - He Was Here Again
- Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks
- Angry and Bloody
- Street Rockin'
- W.G.F.S. Power
- Don't Touch Me
- Flooded with Wine