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Текст: Nickelback. Burn It To The Ground.

:
Well it's midnight, damn right
We're wound up too tight
I got a fist full of whiskey
The bottle just bit me
That shit makes me
Bat shit crazy
We got no fear, no doubt
All in, balls out

We're going out tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going til the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

We're screaming like demons
Swinging from the ceiling
I got a fistful of fifties
Tequila just hit me
We got no class, no taste
No shirt 'n shitfaced
We got'em lined up shot down
Firin' back straight crown

We're going out tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going til the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

Tickin' like a time bomb
Drinkin' 'til the night's gone
Get your hands off of this glass
Last call my ass
No chains no lock
'N this train won't stop
We got no fear, no doubt
All in, balls out

(x2) We're going out tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We're going til the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

(Thanks to Jamie for these lyrics)