作曲 : Frykdahl ...
Get in the pick-up truck, we're goin for a ride 
Come one man, it's a downhill slide 
Remember the dead boys 
Crawl in the back, we're goin' downtown 
Come on bro, we can both fall down 
Remember the dead boys 
Got a big old cheap plastic bottle of gin 
Nasty, but it'll do you in 
Got to keep on talkin' so you don't come to 
What the hell, what the fuck is wrong with you? 
Midnight ride 1997, 
One two three 
Motherfucker you're going down tonight 
We're takin' you in 
We're takin' you out 
Midnight ride, one two three, come on 
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1997 
I know you're tearin' shit up and you drunk yourself wild 
I been drinkin' since 
I was a child 
Remember the dead boys 
I know you outweigh me by fifty pounds 
That won't matter in a couple of rounds 
If the cops get here first, you're a dead man 
You know I'm doin' all 
I can Sing along, bro', with the 
Dead Boys and the 
New York Dolls 
You know we like that noise [In memory of Sean]