The tour has hit the city,
The wrecking crew is here,
So bring along your bourbon, blunts & beer
Regret the pain tomorrow,
Coz were living for tonight
The brotherhood of metal makes it right
It's the first can of the day,
There'll be a lot more if I get my way
Heading to the city,
The station's getting near,
We'll make tonight the pissup of the year
Then a shot turns into five,
Sneak past the guards when we arrive
I'll hate my self tomorrow,
But give me tonight
We're getting wasted,
Just gimmie tonight,
And let's go apeshit
There may be lovers
Buit's bros before ho's
Nobody makes the rules,
That's just how we roll
Smash my head in when I wake tomorrow,
Until then, Just let it fucking go
Refuse get up and get out of the pub,
An early bedtime then turns into a club,
The taxi fare becomes a twelve inch sub,
Now I know that I'm fucked!