"What have we here then? That girls got shorter hair than her boyfriend What is it with the kids these days?" And the way his head goes straight into his back It almost gave me a heart attack I could tell he was an animal
So lets hear it for the salt of the earth I guess your narrow sight Has seen you right since birth C'mon, raise your glass, lets have some noise Release your hate boys
Oh, work is over, it's time to cut loose The night's alive, the night's alive Time to pay your dues to your misplaced frustrations Got a rant from a prat Sitting there chewing his fat He made it clear I wasn't his mate Didn't concern me at all
The night's alive, the night's alive The night's alive, yeah right I can't believe the bother you're giving me
What have we here then Some red-ned pissing his hard earned money Down his throat Just to let off some steam built from a hard weeks work Like the weekend and the weekend before With an excuse to shout out to the world
Compositores: Karl Brenton Jamie Kippenberger (K-tiz), Philip Roydon Knight (Pickle), Tom Larkin (Carrot Tom), Jon Charles Toogood (Shihad) ECAD: Obra #21529219