Now
listen Anna Smith,
I want to see people dying from exhaustion.
Come on,
hit the party.
I was
listening to the music on the radio,
I had a feeling that something's not right
The music was loud,
we could still hear the crowd from the gig that we played that night
Stop,
get out,
we are the stronger mob in love
Stop,
get out,
we are the stronger mob in love
Stop,
get out,
we are the stronger mob in love
Stop,
get out,
we are the stronger mob in love
Are you tired, are you?
It's a good bleeding job, listen
Fill your heads with heavy metal
