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[Jordan]

Well it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me Oh That shit makes me bat shit crazy We've got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out We're going off tonight To kick out every light Take anything we want Drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight Oh We're screaming like demons, swinging from the ceiling I got a fist full of fifties, tequila just hit me Oh We got no class, no taste, no shirt, and shit faced We got it lined up, shot down, firing back straight crown We're going off tonight To kick out every light Take anything we want Drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight Oh Ticking like a time bomb, drinking till the nights gone Well get you hands off of this glass, last call my ass Well no chain, no lock, and this train won't stop We got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out We're going off tonight To kick out every light Take anything we want Drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight Oh We're going off tonight To kick out every light Take anything we want Drink everything in sight We're going till the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground tonight

This song was made for three types of people...

Confused soldiers returning from Iraq
People who love to proclaim "I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BARE ARMS"
and finally
Guys who have been in jail since Metallica started to suck