Ooohh it’s a death boogie woogie and a tattooed skin. So many scars and a lot of sin. Cigar smoke and wild alcohol. And were you glamorous and luxury? You change a role.
Let’s get out of this champagne cup Come with me into my club You just wanna dance and move. And you don’t like blastbeat and groove.
But this is not a problem, baby. It’s not a problem. And you’ll so like it, may be. And you so like it.
I sleep all day long. But every night I drink and fight. I drink and fight. Wild hang-over and fist in blood, but I’m all right. And again i drink, fuck and fight. DRINK! FUCK! FIGHT! DRINK! FUCK! FIGHT
Pair of cocktails, pair of shoots. And you smile, and you feel so good. You laugh and embrace my friends Jumping into slam dance.