We're stocking up on whiskey and beer for the evening. We've been getting drunk, getting drunk on the ceiling. On to the floor and then on to the walls. Our only craving is more alcohols.
Hold them high.
Hold them high, do or die, we ain't got all night.
It's just another night.
Hold them high, do or die, we ain't got all night.
We're hanging out with our crews dogs, crew dogs of LVG. We've got no regrets, no apologies. Gotta make a beer run before it's midnight because Jon's coming home and we'll party tonight!!!