Warlords of the underworld We raise each glass in your praise tonight And celebrate bad decisions made Like batteries and escalades Imbibe with me in this fantasy Of consequential reality Have you ever given up Just to find it was your ticket out? Picture perfect worlds in you Revel until your face is blue Suffocate till you cannot see Faking this will always be Jets attack you take a nap Burning trees you drink a little sap Calm your nerves you lick (?) some ass and tits Bunnies die to make up cheap lipstick I'm not gonna stay home tonight I'm not gonna know wrong from right I'm not gonna say no to life I'm gonna fight I'm not gonna stay home tonight I'm not gonna be so uptight I'm not gonna follow the light I'm gonna fight