| 歌曲 | Ugly, Fat and Still Alive |
| 歌手 | Tankard |
| 专辑 | B-Day |
| 作曲 : Bulgaropulos, Geremia ... | |
| Early in the eighties | |
| The brealdancers very strong | |
| But we destroyed their discos | |
| The day and all night long | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| Zombies attacked us from behind | |
| But we survived the | |
| Berlin nights | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash 'til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' 'til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| And then we joined the beer-wars | |
| Invasion chemical | |
| We puked into the tour bus | |
| The morning after smell | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| There knocked an alien at my door "Meaning of life?" it asked me for | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash 'til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' 'til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| We won't be stone cold sober | |
| Like our two-faced manager | |
| We do the tankard club tour | |
| No groupies there at all | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| We still destroy all discos | |
| The kings of beer are back, let's go | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash 'til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' 'til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive |
| zuò qǔ : Bulgaropulos, Geremia ... | |
| Early in the eighties | |
| The brealdancers very strong | |
| But we destroyed their discos | |
| The day and all night long | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| Zombies attacked us from behind | |
| But we survived the | |
| Berlin nights | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash ' til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' ' til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| And then we joined the beerwars | |
| Invasion chemical | |
| We puked into the tour bus | |
| The morning after smell | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| There knocked an alien at my door " Meaning of life?" it asked me for | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash ' til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' ' til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| We won' t be stone cold sober | |
| Like our twofaced manager | |
| We do the tankard club tour | |
| No groupies there at all | |
| Our loudness was incredible | |
| Our metal alcoholical | |
| We still destroy all discos | |
| The kings of beer are back, let' s go | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Twenty years of thrash ' til death | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Bangin' ' til our final breath | |
| Ugly, fat and alive | |
| Always held the bottles high | |
| Ugly, fat and alive |