Waking up when the sun sets.
And riding rooftops in moonlight.
Smoking through piles of cigarettes.

Screaming like a creature of the night.

And if you can't take the heat,
well you're in the wrong place.
Hey! Hey! Have a drink, baby!

The devil's sitting at the bar.
So let's grab another round.
Pick up your pistols and guitars.
Say your prayers and wash it down

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