Silver is the day Golden is the night We're on the way, it's hell to pay Guitar amps ignite We're coming like a shot Like a thunderbolt The red and hot is all we got We can't be controlled!
Doors can't keep us out Walls are going down Booze Control are on parole Hardest band in town The crowd is going wild What happens? We can't tell The ground it shakes, the earth awakes They're coming straight from hell!
They're alive and they've broken their banes And they drink with delight But the headache is all that remains From this glorious night
No drink is strong enough None they haven't tried They want more just like before They can't be satisfied Full of raging fire Restless to the bone At breaking dawn they will be gone You'll hear their final moanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
