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Running On Fumes Lyrics

Album Name : A Girl Called Cerveza
Release Date : 2012-07-31
Song Duration : 5:30

Tankard Running On Fumes


We don't need catering Or backstage luxury Don't need clean hotel rooms Liquids count. basically

Don't need no party girls Dr any drugs for free There's just one thing we need Liquids count, basically

Touring cities and tauring nations We fill clubs and concert halls But it's a trouble with our obsession Supplies deplete - too fast, too soon

Just empty glasses And no more beer What a nightmare Our primal fear

Amps are howling the drums are pounding Banging heads on a shaking stage

The crowd is moshing and temperature's rising Where is the beer?! We die of thirst!

Running an fumes Energy's low Relight my fire! Running on fumes No beer, no show Our drinking desire! Running on fumes Lager must flow Our throats are dried up! Running on fumes That's a no-go Refill the tankard!

Hey promoter forget the guest-list Cause we want a delivery Thousands of bottles, a truckload of six-packs Cheers to the fans! All drinks for free!

Just empty glasses And no more beer What a nightmare Our primal fear

Amps are howling the drums are pounding Banging heads on a shaking stage

The crowd is moshing and temperature's rising Where is the beer?! We die of thirst!

Running an fumes Energy's low Relight my fire! Running on fumes No beer, no show Our drinking desire! Running on fumes Lager must flow Our throats are dried up! Running on fumes That's a no-go Refill the tankard!

We don't need catering Or backstage luxury Don't need clean hotel rooms Liquids count, basically

Don't need no party girls Or any drugs for free There s just one thing we need Liquids count, basically

The crowd is moshing and temperature's rising Where is the beer?! We die of thirst!

Running an fumes Energy's low Relight my fire! Running on fumes No beer, no show Our drinking desire! Running on fumes Lager must flow Our throats are dried up! Running on fumes That's a no-go Refill the tankard!

Running an fumes Energy's low Relight my fire! Running on fumes No beer, no show Our drinking desire! Running on fumes Lager must flow Our throats are dried up! Running on fumes That's a no-go Refill the tankard!



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