Lyrics of 'High Moutains' by OVERDRIVERS

Rockin' hell
Rockin' hell
Tonight I cross the hells gates

Exited, the devil waits
I hear the hellhounds barking
Ready to feast my coming
Evil demons and strippers

Highwaymen and streetwalkers
Reserving my place next to Lucifer
My dirty soul on fire
Live wire and risk-taker

I'm living my best party ever
Rockin' hell
Rainbow wigs on the dark knights
Cerberus giving some bites

I hear the seven trumpets
Rocking hell beyond limits
Hard rock hard life hard night
Walking through the city

With my rock band, my guitar and my whiskey
We're hot, we're ready to roll
Come on devil, take our souls
Lock up your daughters daddy, we are rock'n'roll stars

We've got thunder in our electric guitars
We rock, we're out of control
When the music starts we're wild animals
Hot sexy girls, hells fever, rockers army

Let's go for rock'n'roll, baby
Hard rock hard life hard night
Brassieres land on the scene
The music is roaring like a war machine

A tits crowd looks into my eyes
Under lighters shining like fireflies
Come on booze brothers, we're the rock'n'rollers nation
We lid the power of amplification

We're back, we will blow your ears
Tonight it's a great time to raise your beers
Hot sexy girls, hells fever, rockers army
Let's go for rock'n'roll, baby

Big Mary
If you're hungry
On a dark road, alone
I know the place
Where rockers feel at home

Big Mary loves
When boys come in her house
She's the pussy
And you're the little mouse

She doesn't care
If you ugly or poor
If you're a man
You can ring at the door

Big Mary knows
How to do with a boy
Give her a beer
And you will be her toy
You'll be the toy of

Big Mary
She's got the skill
To wake up a dead man
She's an expert

That's why I'm back in town
Ready to go
For a crazy cuddle
She's hungry too
Like a wild animal

Limbs of rock'n'roll
Today it's my comeback
I return to my best friends' shack
I am out of jail
Thanks to a bail

We are again
Like tribesmen
Together in the name of rock'n'roll
James, Franck, Beth, and me
Come on!

James is the older of the band
He is tattooed like a deckhand
True smoker
True boozer
True sinner
True drummer

Nights made of dirty stories
With sexy chicks with big boobies
Limbs of rock'n'roll
Oh, yeah!

Franck is a young gangster
He is known as a bad burglar
Five feet
Hundred pounds

Dimwit
Hellhound
He is the best guitar man ever
Who can play with his stinger

Beth has big tits like cannonballs
Blockin' the vision of eyeballs
So chunky
So dippy
So hussy
So sultry

Playing with men like she plays her bass
Hypnotic with her crazy ass
Bertha Rottenfold
Trevor, tonight
Walks to the pub Dynamite

Exited, so frenetic
His goal is to find a chick
Despite the fact
That he buys girls drinks to distract

This is a total washout
So he decides to go out
Almost broke
Roaming to the strumpets

He must choose
The ugliest
Bertha Rottenfold
Tattooed, flabby

Appears her improbable body
Some flies, trapped in her rags
Can finally escape this fleabag

Trevor, tipsy
Doesn't see this ugly reality
But suddenly, in action
He realizes the situation

Disgusted
Escaping from this bearded
He won crabs during his ballad with
Bertha Rottenfold

Crazy night
No respite
Diabolic streetwalker
Traumatising partner
Bertha Rottenfold baby!

Hot driver
In a nocturnal maze
Of empty streets
Braving the grey haze

Looking for some chicks
A red car stops behind me
I smell the perfume of sin
Escaping from the strange lady
Making me a naughty grin

She wants me as passenger
I want her to be my driver
Let's go baby, I'm hot, to the depravity road
Hot driver
You makes me crazy baby

I'm ready to ride
The motor is warming up
Releasing a purple steam
She has legs of pin up

Lighted by a moonbeam​
She firmly grabs the gear lever
Trust me she can handle it
She is not exactly babbler
But I can feel her sweetmeat

She wants me as passenger
I want her to be my driver
Let's go baby, I'm hot, to the depravity road
Rock your life
Good morning son of conformity

I'm the black sheep of your big family
Hey man, I know you
You're judging me
'Cause I'm not like you

I don't care if you don't like me
You don't' know the taste of my liberty
Don't tell me what to do
I've no money
But I'm richer than you

I do what I want
So do you
Rock your life
Be wild
Be free
Be hard

Whisky's my holy water
My life story would make a best seller
Hard rock in my veins
Rolling faster
Than a crazy train

She hides a big packet
You play guitar
On the sidewalk
You're ready to rock

You take a beer
To be braver
To scare the fear
Of waiting for her
But you don't know her secret

Her panties hide a packet
She hides a big packet
She is coming
Your heart is hot

She is gleaming
Believe it or not
She looks at you
Hypnotic stare

She kisses you
But her chin has hair
'Cause you don't know her secret
Her panties hide a packet

Dirty girls island
Here we are, we have found it
True victory
Hurry up we deserve it

We're so horny
Drop the anchor, we can stop the machine
Four years sailing
We have no time for salutations

Let's do the thing
Good morning pretty ladies
We're here for you
Good morning pretty ladies
Let's go

Dirty girls' island
We've been alone for too long
Searching for it
Braving the dark seas' dangers
But it worth it

Good place to be for the pretty virgins
Blond hair, blue eyes
Only beauties as new companions

High mountains
I want to climb up your
High mountains
To plant my flag on you

I've seen so many moons
Even their dark sides
I've swallowed so much water
Fighting raging tides

I'm a traveller but
I've never been this far
Restricted area
I'm your crowbar