Alba s touto skladbou:
The New International Sound of Hedonism,
Sun,
Mirror Ball (Neil Young & Pearl Jam),
Ensi-ilta,
Alone on the streets tonight
Driving with a dropdown
Running all the red lights
Waiting for the meltdown
Got a naked-lady lighter
And a hasjpipe on the dash
Pocket full of spare change
Tryin’ to make it last
And I’m flying like an angel through these dead-end streets
Until the morning breaks, and makes another promise it can’t keep.
So until I check out, and lay me down to sleep
I won’t sacrifice my good times, for their fake securities
‘Cus I turn on the TV
It’s the same old thing
A bunch of shit that don’t mean much to me
Check the headlines, man, It’s just a drag
War and destruction
This whole world’s gone mad.
But, down at the pub
It’s just peace and love
All that stupid shit don’t mean a thing
And you wonder why I drink.
You wonder why I drink.
From a county lockdown
The devil calls collect
Flips over the receiver and
Sings to this glatch track
Man, the rhythm hits the floor before the
Wax is dry
Waiting by the backstage door to sneak our way inside.
Long night ‘till daylight
Underneath the striplights
Turn up the base and pass a bottle to the right
Lad, don’t talk about tomorrow
‘Cus I’m still stuck here today
But in the end
It don’t mean nothing anyway
My girl keeps bitching on a Tuesday night
Got to be someone’s fault
I guess it’s mine
The fridge is empty
And my bills are due
Fuck if I know where this is going to
But, down at the pub
It’s just peace and love
All that stupid shit don’t mean a thing
And you wonder why I drink.
You wonder why I drink.
My landlords calling
But the money’s gone
Lay on my couch and turn the Hi-Fi on
Still owe my dealer for that time last week
Drop my cell phone in the kitchen sink.
But, down at the pub
It’s just peace and love
All that stupid shit don’t mean a thing
