Hey hey hey hey Where my party people Oh let's go Oh oh oh oh All my party people Yeah we're gonna rock rock Do a lotta shot shots Someone tell the clock clock We ain't gonna stop stop

It's a lot to you, it's a lot to you But it ain't nothing to me People talk, it's just word of mouth No, it ain't nothing to me You talking loud 'cause I'm not around YeahYeah, that's something to see Say I’m the man and I'm winning now That shit ain't

Please send me someone to love But it's my life, yeah Yes listen to the blues, people If it's not asking too much When the evening, the evening sun goes down You gonna find me somewhere hanging around The night life, people, it ain't no good life All the

Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Yeah! we make a lot of noise Refuse to sit down and be tamed We still think that we owe you some We sing it out loud we sing it out proud We thank you people for being around Supporting Volbeat with love and hell fire Gu'fanden do we care But we know who

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

Some people want it all But I don't want nothing at all If it ain't you baby If I ain't got you baby Some people want diamond rings Some just want everything But everything means nothing If I ain't got you, yeah If I ain't got you with me baby

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

Oh yeahyeah, once upon a time in the west Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limit Scaring the pedestrians for a minute Crossing up progress driving on the grass Leaving just enough room to pass Sunday driver never took a test Yes it's no

Remind me, remind me YeahYeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to