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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Electric Callboy
Performer
Sebastian Biesler
Lead Vocals
Kevin Ratajczak
Lead Vocals
David Friedrich
Drums
Daniel Klossek
Bass Guitar
Pascal Schillo
Electric Guitar
Daniel Haniß
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sebastian Biesler
Songwriter
Kevin Ratajczak
Songwriter
David Friedrich
Songwriter
Daniel Klossek
Songwriter
Pascal Schillo
Songwriter
Daniel Haniß
Songwriter
Lyrics
We hope you're fucking ready to party like a star
Just take off all your clothes
And get your shots from the bar
Tonight you're gonna die but it's fucking worth it
So take your last sip, baby
This will be your final dance
And everything is running out of control
We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Move your body body and shake your ass
Come on
No matter where you came from
But we know where you'll end
No matter where you came from
You're gonna end right now
You're gonna end right now
And we just wanna say
you're gonna end right now
These shining lights are not a disco ball
We wanna dance tonight, so give a fuck 'bout heaven's call
We want sex, we want drugs, wanna show off our horns
We are your saviors 'cause we are the sinborns
And everything is running out of control
We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Move your body body and shake your ass
Come on
This is gonna be your final dance, the last call
You can hide but we know where you're fucking at
Raise your head and cry for salvation
'Cause tonight we dance into doom
This is not your fucking prom night
This will be your final dance
This is not your fucking prom night
This will be your final dance
And everything is running out of control
We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Move your body body and shake your ass
Come on
And everything is running out of control
We got a whole lot of whisky and some girls at a pole
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Party till you black out, dance to your end
And everything is running out of control
We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Move your body body and shake your ass
Come on
And everything is running out of control
We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold
You gotta keep your head up high and start to
Move your body body and shake your ass
Come on
You're gonna end right now
And we just wanna say
You're gonna end right now
Writer(s): Pascal Schillo, Daniel Klossek, Kevin Ratajczak, Daniel Haniss, Sebastian Biesler, David Friedrich
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