Max
Acid Drinkers Lyrics


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Sittin' in his strange room After midnight, under the moon
Thinkin' ' bout fuckin', lookin' through the glass
We're listening to Max, he keeps tellin' all nite.
He never lies, old muthafucker
I don't exaggerate, he's a bloody drunkard,
But at this moment you got nothing to say,
We got no money for wonderful women, no !!
He's spiderman, he climbs a wall
I'm sure, he doesn't know what is fear
I say : Hey, Max, its your third bottle today
I think he's an alcoholic sleep-walker.
He cannot stop when he's telling his tale,
I say, hey, man, fuckin' party is over,
Take it easy, yeah, take it easy, take it slow,
No, no, not me, you gotta go !!




[Chorus:] Crazy, crazy, what you gonna do tonight
Crazy, crazy, Max you gotta start the fight !!!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Acid Drinkers' song Max He Was Here Again expresses the band's perspective of Max, who seems to be a seemingly annoying and alcoholic person telling tales. The song opens up with Max sitting in his strange room at midnight, looking through the glass and thinking about having sex. Max reportedly keeps talking all night, but the singer notes that Max never lies even though he is a bloody drunkard. Max is, typically, the life of the party even though they have no money (for sex workers, most likely) to enjoy. Max is compared to Spiderman, and the singer believes Max doesn't know what "fear" is. However, Max seems to have a drinking problem as the singer sees him drinking his third bottle that day.


The singer thinks Max is an "alcoholic sleep-walker" and Max cannot stop telling his tales. In the end, the singer tells Max that the party is over, and Max needs to go home as they are tired of Max's talking. The chorus, which repeats twice, is an expression of Max's craziness, urging him to start a fight even though the party is over. The lyrics are metaphorical and provide social commentary. Max appears to be an embodiment of someone society might see as bothersome and useless, but the band accepts him as he is.


Line by Line Meaning

Sittin' in his strange room After midnight, under the moon
Max is sitting in a weird room, it's late at night and there's a moon out.


Thinkin' ' bout fuckin', lookin' through the glass
Max is staring out the window, thinking about sex.


We're listening to Max, he keeps tellin' all nite.
The rest of the people in the room are listening to Max talk all night.


He never lies, old muthafucker
Max is an old guy, but he never tells a lie.


I don't exaggerate, he's a bloody drunkard,
Max is actually a heavy drinker.


But at this moment you got nothing to say,
There's nothing else to say about Max at this moment.


We got no money for wonderful women, no !!
They can't afford to spend money on women.


He's spiderman, he climbs a wall
Max is like Spider-Man, he can climb walls.


I'm sure, he doesn't know what is fear
Max is fearless.


I say : Hey, Max, its your third bottle today
Someone is telling Max that he's already on his third bottle of alcohol.


I think he's an alcoholic sleep-walker.
The person thinks that Max drinks so much he might as well be sleepwalking.


He cannot stop when he's telling his tale,
Max just keeps talking and can't stop telling his story.


I say, hey, man, fuckin' party is over,
Someone is telling Max that the party is over and it's time to stop.


Take it easy, yeah, take it easy, take it slow,
They're telling Max to calm down and take it slow.


No, no, not me, you gotta go !!
The person is saying that Max has to leave, not them.


[Chorus:] Crazy, crazy, what you gonna do tonight Crazy, crazy, Max you gotta start the fight !!!
The chorus repeats the word crazy and is telling Max to start a fight or do something wild tonight.




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Tomasz Kozłowski

Miałem 16 lat, jak to wychodziło. Taśma w kasecie robiła się przezroczysta....światowy band, genialna muza z jajem, polotem, humorem i mocą!

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