Tight-fitting pants, how are you feeling? Tonight is getting out of control
Kissed the floor, there's more reason for Rock & Roll
Someone needs to disappear, duties, obligations, daily fears
It doesn't mean that we have to believe that life is empty and boring
Who da hell cursed your name and soul
No one deserves to cry alone. Come on
Come on! Come on! Tight-fitting pants, can you feel it
Tonight is getting out of control, control, control... Everybody
Kissed the floor, there's no more reason than Rock & Roll
Tight-fitting pants, how are you feeling
Who da hell cursed your name and soul
Every sinner gets redemption from remorse