Raid all the liquor stores
Kidnap the kids
This night's not over [bad word] on Lucifer's blood
We're trashed in the back of your car
cheap lay in the parking lot
shot for afters
As I watched you slaying behind the wheel
They're gaining on us
sharp turn [bad word] out of time
They're gaining on us
The lights flashed by as we sped towards our escape
Nothing else mattered
Nobody else cared
They'll be hanging us tonight
This was our masterpiece