| On a night like this anything is possible |
| Dance all night or end up in the hospital |
| One more song don't stop til the cops are called |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
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| Speed it up little faster |
| Break strings and stomp the Telecaster |
| Inside my mind it's a disaster |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
| I failed to pass an education |
| Fed lies to strive for innovation |
| Still self prescribe the medication |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
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| The science says that I'm disturbed |
| The sirens are all that I heard |
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| On a night like this anything is possible |
| Dance all night or end up in the hospital |
| One more song don't stop til the cops are called |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
| So fucked up I don't need any alcohol |
| Still up right I achieved the impossible |
| Sugar Cult I'm bouncing off the walls |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
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| Speed it up a little faster |
| Black boots and jackets with the patchwork |
| No, I'm not the only party crasher |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea |
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| I'm still drunk in the back of an ambulance |
| Code blue is the only consequence |
| Been told too many times |
| I need to chill but I'm rolling the dice |
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| The science says that I'm disturbed |
| The sirens are all that I heard |
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| On a night like this anything is possible |
| Dance all night or end up in the hospital |
| One more song don't stop til the cops are called |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
| So fucked up I don't need any alcohol |
| Still up right I achieved the impossible |
| Sugar Cult I'm bouncing off the walls |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
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| I just need an invitation |
| I'll be there no hesitation |
| You're the medication |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea |
| Speed it up a little faster |
| Break strings and stomp the telecaster |
| I'm high as fuck I'm sorry pastor |
| Yea yea yea, yea yea yea |
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