Driving in the night overloaded to hell shit is gonna hit the fan Run over the devil, to the tractor he fell, found our tickets to see the band Back to the urban! Back to the streets! Riding the wind! Dirty deeds! Loot from the devil tickets with ale Out of the kolkhoz to this urban hell! Arriving in the city haven't seen the place everything is changed in this space Pedal to the metal and tractor's gaining speed brings a lot of noise to these days Get ready! The countdown! It's time! To throwdown! Back to the urban! Back to the streets! Riding the wind! Dirty deeds! Loot from the devil tickets with ale Out of the kolkhoz to this urban hell! We start again! Thisrty for a drink and heavy guitars the music has changed its tone Heading to the gig get the booze at the bar tonight we gonna break some bones Get ready! The countdown! Last time! To throwdown!