Lyrics Tankard – R.I.B. (Rest In Beer)
Text:
They call (they call) me mad (me mad)
The scientist of dread
Alas in ’87
My grand invasion failed
‘Bout time! New plan!
Time is ripe — evil plan!
‘Bout time! New plan!
Made a deal with Satan
The Lord (the lord) of hell (of hell)
Helped my invention well
With «Bad-Brew» I will wipe out
The law of purity
Chemical world dominion
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
«My little mad professor»
Lucifer said to me
«The humans gonna suffer!»
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
Soon my (soon my) idea (idea)
Has taught mankind to fear
The impact of my «Bad-Brew’s»
Infectious formula
Spread out! For free!
Spreading by drinks for free
Spread out! For free!
Purity — disappeared!
Death on (death on) the fly (the fly)
Kiss healthiness goodbye!
With «Bad-Brew» I will wipe out
The law of purity
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
«My little mad professor»
Lucifer said to me
«The humans gonna suffer!»
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
Satan’s choir:
All the mortals shall obey me!
I will drag their souls to hell
And a contract signed in toxics
Drink it up — the poisoned ale!
With «Bad-Brew» I will wipe out
The law of purity
Chemical world dominion
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
«My little mad professor»
Lucifer said to me
«The humans gonna suffer!»
R.I.B. — rest in beer!
Satan’s choir:
All the mortals shall obey me!
I will drag their souls to hell
And a contract signed in toxics
Drink it up — the poisoned ale!
