Raid all the liquor stores Kidnap the kids This night's not over yet Running on Lucifer's blood We're trashed in the back of your car A cheap lay in the parking lot A shot for afters As I watched you slaying behind the wheel They're gaining on us A sharp turn left Running out of time They're gaining on us The lights flashed by as we sped towards our escape Nothing else mattered Nobody else cared They'll be hanging us tonight This was our masterpiece