Years ago, I still know, torture and tenicious too,
shouted out for the „T“ and the „F“ was fuck you.
„B“ off course for tasty beer, cold and fresh and promising.
Now we are here and don`t change anything.
We are TFB. We are getting drinks for free.
Blasting, boozing, thrashing, party hard.
Getting wasted, high on fire, before you start.
On the road and eating miles, not that much, but all we can.
Celebrate our way of life. Invite us, just tell where and when.
Smashhits and a plate of beer, best served by a thrashy sound.
We -The Friendly Bastards- are around
We are TFB. We are getting drinks for free.
Not here to save the world, but with moral thoughts.
Allways with a wink, but straight, directly in your really ugly and stupid face
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020