| Song | Metaltometal |
| Artist | Tankard |
| Album | The Beauty and the Beer |
| 作曲 : Geremia, Gutjar, Thorwarth ... | |
| Eye for an eye! You'll never defy | |
| The power of metal will always survive! | |
| The squealing of soulfags I deeply despise | |
| Tooth for a tooth! I win, you will loose! | |
| I still raise my fist, gonna shout it out loud | |
| I will shout it out loud | |
| Thundering chords is what life's all about! | |
| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist | |
| Black-cloaked, strong-armed, a riveted wrist | |
| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist | |
| An iron-clad wrist, an iron-clad wrist! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hip-hop, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Blood for some blood, you may kiss my butt | |
| To get in my way gets your face in the mud | |
| I'll tread your face in the mud | |
| High time to rough up this ramshackle hut | |
| Dust to some dust, gotta roll on or bust | |
| A quick-spinning wheel never knows any rust! | |
| I'll never know any rust | |
| In each town the girls wait and for them I lust | |
| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist | |
| Black-cloaked, strong-armed, a riveted wrist | |
| Long-haired, cold-eyed, a leather-clad fist | |
| An iron-clad wrist, an iron-clad wrist! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hip-hop, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hip-hop, it's driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! |
| zuò qǔ : Geremia, Gutjar, Thorwarth ... | |
| Eye for an eye! You' ll never defy | |
| The power of metal will always survive! | |
| The squealing of soulfags I deeply despise | |
| Tooth for a tooth! I win, you will loose! | |
| I still raise my fist, gonna shout it out loud | |
| I will shout it out loud | |
| Thundering chords is what life' s all about! | |
| Longhaired, coldeyed, a leatherclad fist | |
| Blackcloaked, strongarmed, a riveted wrist | |
| Longhaired, coldeyed, a leatherclad fist | |
| An ironclad wrist, an ironclad wrist! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hiphop, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Blood for some blood, you may kiss my butt | |
| To get in my way gets your face in the mud | |
| I' ll tread your face in the mud | |
| High time to rough up this ramshackle hut | |
| Dust to some dust, gotta roll on or bust | |
| A quickspinning wheel never knows any rust! | |
| I' ll never know any rust | |
| In each town the girls wait and for them I lust | |
| Longhaired, coldeyed, a leatherclad fist | |
| Blackcloaked, strongarmed, a riveted wrist | |
| Longhaired, coldeyed, a leatherclad fist | |
| An ironclad wrist, an ironclad wrist! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hiphop, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No country, no reggae, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! | |
| Metal to metal and guts to guts! | |
| No techno, no hiphop, it' s driving me nuts | |
| Metal to metal, guts to guts! |