Five to one baby one in five No one here gets out alive now You get yours baby I'll get mine Gonna make it baby if we try Come on, yeah!
The old get older and the young get stronger May take a week and it may take longer They got the guns but we got the numbers Gonna win yeah we're taking over Come on, yeah
Your ballroom days are over, baby Night is drawing near Shadows of the evening crawl across the years You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands Trying to tell me no one fucking understands Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes Gonna make it baby in our prime
Get together one more time...
I wanna fuck you, mother Fuck you! Get together one more time...