Final 'Bout
wild in the streets
barely alive
take another drink
just to revive
riding the waves
out in the crowd
i'm singing along
i'm gonna scream it out loud
the night life
is my time
the witching hour
it's so divine
so get this
party started
for this night
is left uncharted
i'm in the pit
takin' 'em out
swinging left and right
this is the final bout
i let it go
i lose all control
i hit the floor
and the heads will roll
the night life
is my time
the witching hour
it's so divine
so get this
party started
for this night
is left uncharted
alright everyone, out on the dancefloor
sex. drugs and rock n roll
the icons we extol
with them we lose control
we reveal our soul
we're gonna call you out
leave you with no doubt
no need to scream or shout
THIS IS THE FINAL BOUT!
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