Hooligans Holiday — текст песни (Motley Crue)

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



(chorus)

Everybody wants a piece of the action

Everybody wants a piece of the pie

Were on a holiday, hooligans holiday

Im on a holiday, hooligans

I gotta get away

Hooligans holiday

Were on a holiday, hooligans



Cross-eyed derelict comin

An iron horse between our legs

Tattoos and black manes flowin

Every days a holidaze



(chorus)



Modern times and new bloods pumpin

Only the strong survive



(chorus)