Final Dance

Album cover art for "Final Dance" by Electric Callboy

Electric Callboy - Rock, Deutschland

Final Dance

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[Verse 1] We hope your're fucking ready To party like a star Just take off all your clothes And get your shots from that bar Tonight you're gonna die But it's fucking worth it So take your last sip, baby This will be your final dance [Chorus] And everything is running out of control We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold You gotta keep your head up high and start to Move your body, body and shake your ass Come on! [Verse 2] No matter where you came from But we know where you'll end No matter where you came from You're gonna end right now You're gonna end right now And we just wanna say "You're gonna end right now" These shining lights are not a disco ball We wanna dance tonight So give a fuck 'bout heaven's call We want sex, we want drugs Wanna show off our horns We are your saviors Cause we are the sinborns [Chorus] And everything is running out of control We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold You gotta keep your head up high and start to Move your body, body and shake your ass Come on! [Verse 3] This is gonna be your final dance The last call You can hide but we know where you're fucking at Raise your head and cry for salvation Cause tonight we dance into doom This is not your fucking prom night This will be your final dance This is not your fucking prom night This will be your final dance [Chorus] And everything is running out of control We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold You gotta keep your head up high and start to Move your body, body and shake your ass Come on! [Bridge] And everything is running out of control We got a whole lot of whisky and some girls at a pole You gotta keep your head up high and start to Party till you black out, dance to your end [Chorus] And everything is running out of control We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold You gotta keep your head up high And start to move your body, body and shake your ass Come on! And everything is running out of control We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold You gotta keep your head up high and start to Move your body, body and shake your ass Come on! [Outro] You're gonna end right now And we just wanna say "You're gonna end right now"

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Credits

Writers
  • David Friedrich
  • Daniel Klossek
  • Pascal Schillo
  • Daniel Haniß
  • Kevin Ratajczak
  • Sebastian “Sushi” Biesler