May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts, colder songs
They will play us out
With a song of pure romance
Stomp your feet and clap your hands
Let´s kill tonigth
Kill tonigth
Show them all you´re not ordinary type
Let´s kill tonigth
Kill tonigth
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