Oh, shit!

Get down, get low. Turn the radio on,
You´re invited to a graveyard party tonight.
Punk is heavy and the moon is full,
Dead never looked to beautiful.

Gonna dance all night, (´Till the sun goes down)
´Cause we´re all dead. (We don´t give a fuck)
So start a party, Red, dosh and doe,
´Cause this is a stormy rodeo.

Frankenstein is about to wreck the gate.
A bat is about to eat his tea.
The fires scratching down in the movie soon.
Has Dracula spiked the punch with blood?

We put the fun in ´Funeral´.

Coffin kiss,
From that which you can not escape.
Misery,
Another reason to guard the gate.

What happened to the life of the party?
I´m not kidding, we´re all dead.
Now everybody´s passed out, face down.
The sun is rising and the fire has faded away,
And even if we have to move it to the next town,
We´re gonna rock it, this week anyway.
D-I-E... We won´t be dead forever.

Fuck yeah.