Working 9 to 5 Five days a week And the most part of society thinks you’re a freak A boring regular job Doing something obsolete Waiting for the weekend to feel your life complete Six packs of beer Your favorite local bands An underground club Our promised land Brewtal mosh We drink, we dance, all night long Brewtal mosh In the middle of the pit is where we belong No race or religion Your gender doesn’t matter In the pit we are all equal We all mosh together Catch another beer Drink it with your friends Banging heads together Party till the end Brewtal mosh We drink, we dance, all night long Brewtal mosh In the middle of the pit is where we belong