Tankard is a german Thrash Metal band founded in 1982. Inventors of the "Alcoholic Metal"-genre. The band currently consist of Andy, Gerre, Olaf and Frank. The band chose their name after looking through a dictonary and seeing a word defined as "beer mug. Discography: * 1984: Heavy Metal Vanguard (demo) * 1985: Alcoholic Metal (demo) * 1986: Zombie Attack * 1987: Chemical Invasion * 1988: The Morning After * 1989: Alien (MLP) * 1989: Hair Of The Dog (Best-of-album, originally a Britain-only-release which became a collector´s item all over Europe - thanks to Sebastian Krüger´s cover art) * 1990: The Meaning Of Life * 1990 Open All Night (live video) * 1991: Fat, Ugly And Live * 1992: Stone Cold Sober * 1994: Two-Faced * 1994: TANKWART - Aufgetankt * 1995: The Tankard * 1996: TANKWART - Himbeergeist zum Frühstück * 1998: Disco Destroyer * 2000: Kings Of Beer * 2002: B-Day * 2003: Beast Of Bourbon * 2005: Fat, Ugly And Still (A)Live (live dvd) * 2006: The Beauty and the Beer * 2006: Schwarz-Weiß Wie Schnee (ep) Musicians: * Andreas "Gerre" Geremia (1982)- Vocals * Frank Thorwarth (1982) - Bass * Olaf Zissel (1994)- Drums * Andy Gutjahr (1998)- Guitars Former Musicians: Guitars:*Axel Katzmann (1982-1995) *Andy Bulgaropulos (1982-1998) *Bernhard Rapprich (1982) Drums:*Oliver Werner (1982-89) *Arnulf Tunn (1989-1993)
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Our favorite joints in town
Close down at two, what can we do?
Darkness...
Walking drunk through empty streets
We have nowhere to do
'Cos there's no place where you can drink
I think this situation stinks
Hopeless...
This law can't be the right way
We want our beer night and day
Open all night - closing time chock
Can't take it no longer
Fight for your right - whiskey and beer
Straight into the morning
Open all night - please! All night!
The drinks are locked away
The crowds are moving towards the place
Where automatic Emma stands
Thirsty...
Dispensing beer and more
A dream machine, a gift of God
Empty...
Out of luck, this evening sucks
Those drinks we always need'em
Let's fight for beverage freedom
Now that the city's dead
You can't get home without a car
Subway
Doesn't run past one o'clock
You stagger home on foot
The wrong direction mile for mile
And getting sober all the while
Panic...
Don't want no more frustration
Make this an all night nation
Where can we hang out later?
At home? They'd tear the place apart
Chaos...
Just one way: don't close the bars