Raise your horns raise them up to the sky We will drink to glory tonight Raise your horns for brave fallen friends So pour the beer for thirsty men A drink that they have earned And pour a beer for those who fell For those who did not return Victory we

A little kissin' and a huggin' A little touchin' Do a little lovin' 'Cause we don't need no sleep tonight Everybody's bumpin' to the beat just right Tonight we're just worried about having fun (Hey, hey, hey) Pick it up and throw it back

Got a little dirt on my boots Might have a little dirt on my boots But I'm taking you uptown tonight Might have a little mud on my wheels But they're gonna shine with you're up inside Gonna hit the club, gonna cut a rug Burn it up like neon lights But

They’ll tell the story of tonight Let’s have another round tonight Raise a glass to freedom I may not live to see our glory But I will gladly join the fight And when our children tell our story Something they can never take away No matter what they tell

When the lights come on When the lights come on, everybody's screaming Lighters in the sky, yeah, everybody's singing Every word to every song to the girl they're takin' home tonight When the lights come on, everybody's feeling A hallelujah high from the

Hey! (hey!) We'll be okay (hey!) 'Cause when the sun comes up (hey!) It's the start of a new day I said, hey! (hey!) We'll be alright (hey!) A hundred million stars Shinin' down on you, tonight (hey!)

Neon lights Like neon lights Baby when they look up at the sky We'll be shooting stars just passing by You'll be coming home with me tonight And we'll be burning up like neon lights You're all I see in all these places You're all I see in all these faces

Throw it away, forget yesterday We'll make the great escape Won't hear a word they say They don't know us anyway Watch it turn, let it fly 'Cause we are finally free tonight Paper bags and plastic hearts All our belongings in shopping carts Goodbye, we

We're coming home tonight So mama, don't stress your mind Mama, mama, mama, hey Hey, mama, don't stress your mind Hey, ma, we gonna be alright Dry those eyes We'll be back in the morning when the sun starts to rise Where should we run to? Don't wanna

The dead have come to claim a debt from thee I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch