Hooligan's Holiday

I'm on a holiday, hooligan's holiday. 

Drop dead beauties stompin' up a storm, lines of hell on our face. 
Bruised bad apples crawling through the night, busted loose, runaway, oo, runaway. 

Always, always a thrill without a motive. 
30 days, such a haze. 

Everybody wants a piece of the action. 
Everybody wants a piece of the pie. 

We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday. 
I'm on a holiday, hooligan's. 
I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday. 
We're on a holiday, hooligan's, yeah. 

Cross-eyed derelicts comin', iron horse between our legs. 
Tattoos, black manes flowin'. 
Everyday's a holidaze. 

Everybody wants a piece of the action. 
Everybody wants a piece of the pie. 
They want a piece of mind. 

We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday. 
I'm on a holiday, hooligan's. 
I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday. 
We're on a holiday, hooligan's. 

Modern times and new blood's pumpin'. 
Only the strong survive.