Lyrics:

Drop Dead Beauties, Stompin Up A Storm
lines Of Hell On Our Face
bruised Bad Apples ..crawling Through The Night
busted Loose..runaway!!!
always Always
thrill Without A Motive
30 Days Just A Haze
everybody Wants A Piece Of The Action
everybody Wants Some Piece Of The Pie

where Ona Holiday, Hooligans Holiday
i'm On A Holiday.... Hooligans
i Gotta Get Away ....hooligans Holiday
where On A Holiday #'#()'
hooligans

cross Eyed Derilicts Coming
an Iron Horse Between Our Legs
tattoos An Black Manes Flowin Everydays
a Holidayze
modern Times An New Bloods Pumpin
only The Strong Survive