In the afterlife you could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay People listen attentively
I raise hell Every night with all my friends from town I drive in To their house, we put on our volley gowns And I raise hell Every day Way out here all
Fordítás: Mókus Nut cipzár. Pokol.
Fordítás: Mókus Nut cipzár. Én Raise Hell.
