| "What about today? | |
| What? | |
| Do you remember what you said, you would do, if you got a hit record, you said you would go out and preach His word! | |
| Did I say that? That's funny, I don't remember saying that, I must have been drunk!" | |
| A little less conversation | |
| A little more, little more action please | |
| Nonsense are the words you speak | |
| Alway thinking how I miss your happiness | |
| Beat, booze, is what I fucking choose | |
| Let's call the rhythm from below | |
| And see the devil do the hops | |
| While we scream, that's what we love | |
| This is what we love, love, love | |
| Beat, booze, is what I fucking choose | |
| Let's call the rhythm from below | |
| And see the devil do the hops | |
| While we scream, that's what we love | |
| This is what we love, love, love |