[music & lyrics: Corabi, Lee, Mars, Sixx]
Drop dead beauties, stompin’ up a storm
Lines of hell on our face
Bruised bad apples…crawling through the night
Busted loose…runaway!!!
Always, always
Thrill without a motive
30 days just a haze
Everybody wants a piece of the action
Everybody wants a piece of the pie
We’re on a holiday, hooligan’s holiday
I’m on a holiday…hooligans
I gotta get away…hooligan’s holiday
We’re on a holiday…hooligans
Cross-eyed derelicts comin’
An iron horse between our legs
Tattoes an black manes flowin’
Everyday’s a holidaze
Modern times an new bloods pumpin’
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"They're trying to build a prison, They're trying to build a prison, Following the rights…
Taşa çaldım ayva ile narımı Hep harcadım elde olan varımı Eğer yarim ben gider de…
Across infernal wastelands Many miles of sunburnt Hell Tribes are scattered limbs And dust all…
I struggle in the dark Arising, impending night The horizon fades, and Shadows engulf the…
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