Текст песни: Blackout + перевод

All the bottles and the ashes blanket the ground

The sluts stagger out with their skirts hiked up, right on time now

I think it’s time to go home. Do you wanna go home? (whoa!)

The disco ball is swinging low

I found my lover on the radio

She sang me songs from a long time ago

Blackout! Shout it out loud

The Devil’s keeping time on the brake pad now

It’s the music on the radio

That’s taking me home

When the crowd gets to spinning I can barely hold on

The liquid trash flows through my veins and I scream the wrong song

I think I gotta go home. Do you wanna go home? (whoa!)

So, I’ll stomp to the beat, yeah I’ll stomp to the beat of the… Oh

Oh, it’s the garbage on the radio. I should have known

I should have f*cking known

Blackout! Shout it out loud

The Devil’s keeping time on the gas pedal now

It’s the garbage on the radio that’s taking home

These so called hit lists are nothing more than fat f*ck lullabies

Man, I’ve had better hits on my tongue in the park on Friday nights

If this is victory, I’d rather listen to defeat tonight

Am I right?

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