(Verse 1)
Nine of us hit the road, to the Austrian Alps
With skis, boards, and booze, ready for sins.
Morning shots of Jäger, vodka on ice,
Beer for breakfast? Hell yeah, sounds nice!

(Verse 2)
We hit the damn slopes, still half-drunk as hell,
Sliding, falling—yeah, we know we fell.
But screw it, we laugh, crack open a brew,
‘Cause falling down drunk is just what we do.

(Chorus)
We fall, we rise, with booze in our hands,
Fuck  the cold, we’re making big plans.
Raise your glass, let’s drink like swine,
Beer, vodka, Jäger,  and barrels of wine!

(Verse 3)
Afternoons get messy, beers by the pack,
Winding through trails, and never looking back.
Wine in the cabin, more shots by the fire,
Our liver’s on strike, but we never tire!

(Verse 4)
Nights are fucking madness, dancing like fools,
Singing loud in the cold, breaking all the rules.
We stumble back drunk, under bright Alpine stars,
Ready for tomorrow’s new bruises and scars.

(Chorus)
We fall, we rise, with booze in our hands,
Fuck the cold, we’re making big plans.
Raise your glass, let’s drink like swine,
Beer, vodka, Jäger, and barrels of wine!


madness in the snow

toxikus