Suddenly she stood there close to me,
a woman too grotesque to even be.
I felt quite dim, but I was still aware
that I was too drunk to see or care.
I said: Baby, metal is what I need,
not some bloody whore to feed.
She looked at me with stupid eyes,
then I gave her my advice:
Piss off, I'm drinking... Piss off or die!
Piss off, I'm drinking... Piss off or die!
She didn't seem to understand what I had to tell.
I simply said: I don't want you, so you can go to hell.
I was born to play the highest level, living hard and loud.
I am into metal and forever to be proud!
Baby, metal is what I need,
not some bloody whore to feed.
She looked at me with stupid eyes,
then I gave her my advice:
Piss off, I'm drinking... Piss off or die!
Piss off, I'm drinking... Piss off and die, you fucking bitch!