Alba s touto skladbou:
Nechci zůstat sám,
Silent Shout,
5th Overture,
One Direction,
24/Seven,
Emozionale,
Mirosmajda.com,
Vítěz,
One Direction,
Písně z "Austin a Ally",
Listen up!
The future is bulletproof,
the aftermath is secondary.
It’s time to do it now and do it loud.
Killjoys, make some noise!
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Drugs
Gimme drugs
Gimme drugs
I don't need it
But I'll sell what you got
Take the cash
And I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas
Kill 'em all
And we crawl
And we crawl
And we crawl
You be my detonator
Love
Gimme love
Gimme love
I don't need it
But I'll take what I want
From your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag
In a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more
Gimme more
Gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
From mall security
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
To every enemy
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
We're on your property
Standing in V formation
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Let's blow an artery
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Eat plastic surgery
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation
More! Gimme more! Gimme more!
Oh, let me tell ya 'bout the sad man
Shut up and let me see
Your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me you animal
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
You run the company
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Fuck like a Kennedy
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
I think we'd rather be
Burning your information
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Let's blow an artery
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Eat plastic surgery
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Keep your apology
Give us more detonation
And right here, right now
All the way in Battery City
The little children
Raised their open filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvee halls and the ritalin rats
Ask the angels made from neon
And fucking garbage
Scream out:
"What will save us?"
And the sky opened up
Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one, no one wants to die
Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try
Wanna try, wanna try, now
I'll be your detonator
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Make no apologies
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na).
It's death or victory
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
On my authority
Crash and burn
Young and loaded
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Drop like a bulletshell
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
Dress like a sleeper cell
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
I'd rather go to hell
Than be in purgatory
Cut my hair
Gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode
