Red Lips from First Shots! by Bolanow Brawl

Another work week is done
no more working late
It's Friday and it's beer o'clock
I'm off to meet my mates
So fuck this work, and fuck you, boss
and all you other losers
The boys are outside in the car
we're going to the boozer

Race to the bar, got to get there fast
Get that golden goodness in my glass
Raise that glass and give a cheer
Weekend has started, we're on the beer
The mood is good, we don't wanna go
but tonight we play another show
Back in the car, still full of cheer
off to drink the next town's beer

Chorus:
Come on guys, turn up the gain
Vermillion blood is boiling in our veins
Our lips are red and sticky as we crush this bloody city
Do you really wanna brawl with us? Ha! That's what I thought
Everyone knows that we're insane
raging like a hurricane
Cream of the crop, top of the pops - that's Bolanow
If you know what's good for you, fuck off

We pull up to the club
and we fall out of the car
We're three hours early
and off to find a local bar
We're all so full of beer
but we're still feeling fine
We see two bottles on the shelf
It's now Bolanow time

Get back to the club
it's finally time to play
We're ready to kick ass
we've Bolanow in our veins!
We play another kick ass show
but the crowd just stands and stares
Maybe it's coz we called them cunts
but we don't fucking care

Chorus:
Come on girls, turn up the gain
Vermillion blood is boiling in our veins
Our lips are red and sticky as we crush this bloody city
Do you really wanna brawl with us? Ha! That's what I thought
Everyone knows that we're insane
raging like a hurricane
Cream of the crop, top of the pops - that's Bolanow
If you know what's good for you, fuck off

Load our shit back in the car
It's back to Hamburg we go
Fuck this one horse town
and the people at the show
We're all feeling hungry
Golden Arches up ahead
But our driver says “McFuck Off!”
because he needs to get to bed

Boozed up, tired and hungry
A car full of broken men
But we can't wait for next weekend
until we do it all again

• Punk
• Saudi Arabia
• oi
• saufen
• streetpunk
• Hamburg