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You're all in for a hidin' ,
I tell ya fair and square
Sparks all around a-flyin' ,
All legs up in the air
Kiddies betta be gone,
Send grannies to bed
This hot rockin' machine's on,
Everything's in the red...
Ain't nothin' like a rock gig
To kick your trouble away
As long as the sound is this big,
It can but make your day
All that's left in your minds
Is guitar, bass and drums
Every guy is just beer-blind
And chicks are rockin' buns...

Here's some rock 'n' roll for your
Foamin' , hummin' buzzin' ears tonight...

Anything, whatever goes,
All is turned upside down
From your hair down to your toes,
To this mess you're wholly bound
Let the music in your veins,
Let it drive you insane
Soak your eyeballs through your brains
That will end shot down the drain...
Coz we're paid by the booze sales,
You'll only hear drinkin' songs
But as your judgement soon fails
You won't notice what's wrong
You'll get so stoned that you'll go
Singin' "Love me Bartender"
And past ten pints in a row,
Pukin' "Return to Sender"...

Here's some rock 'n' roll for your
Foamin' , hummin' buzzin' ears tonight...

Drink your wits off the bottle
To the ultimate drop
But doncha think that we'll bother
When you cheer us once we stop
Bust more glasses up, you know,
We'd rather you to do so
Before you buy our demo,
Doncha fuss too much 'n' go...
You were all in for a swindle,
I tell you fair and square
I can feel your joy dwindle
And some daze in your glare
All that's left in your heads
Is rotten mashed potatoes
Every guy is just beer-dead,
The chicks have had it up their noses

Here's some rock 'n' roll ...
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You're all in for a hidin' ,
I tell ya fair and square
Sparks all around a-flyin' ,
All legs up in the air
Kiddies betta be gone,
Send grannies to bed
This hot rockin' machine's on,
Everything's in the red...
Ain't nothin' like a rock gig
To kick your trouble away
As long as the sound is this big,
It can but make your day
All that's left in your minds
Is guitar, bass and drums
Every guy is just beer-blind
And chicks are rockin' buns...

Here's some rock 'n' roll for your
Foamin' , hummin' buzzin' ears tonight...

Anything, whatever goes,
All is turned upside down
From your hair down to your toes,
To this mess you're wholly bound
Let the music in your veins,
Let it drive you insane
Soak your eyeballs through your brains
That will end shot down the drain...
Coz we're paid by the booze sales,
You'll only hear drinkin' songs
But as your judgement soon fails
You won't notice what's wrong
You'll get so stoned that you'll go
Singin' "Love me Bartender"
And past ten pints in a row,
Pukin' "Return to Sender"...

Here's some rock 'n' roll for your
Foamin' , hummin' buzzin' ears tonight...

Drink your wits off the bottle
To the ultimate drop
But doncha think that we'll bother
When you cheer us once we stop
Bust more glasses up, you know,
We'd rather you to do so
Before you buy our demo,
Doncha fuss too much 'n' go...
You were all in for a swindle,
I tell you fair and square
I can feel your joy dwindle
And some daze in your glare
All that's left in your heads
Is rotten mashed potatoes
Every guy is just beer-dead,
The chicks have had it up their noses

Here's some rock 'n' roll ...
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Writer: Jérôme Duponchel, Nicolas Penz, Frédéric Achard, Gérard Charvat, Xavier Bosson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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