Great Halls of Fire Song Lyrics

Gotta do what it takes to become the hellhound
Send that package of badass blitz down your fucking spine
You've gotta know gotta flow to sing, sing, sing, sing hi ho
Get a piece of the action, a little attraction, it's Friday night

So you're bitter and your life is a bore
You'd better get up goin' twist a little more

Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
I'm looking out, and the train has left the station

Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
I'm looking out, and the train has left the station

Do you know what it takes to pass by unsound?
It's like livin' the wind's life somehow