Maiden Street

Driving fast The music's loud Being right on time Singing high The sun is low For the party after the show Boiling minds Twenty miles away From a well known place One left turn Speeding up We're almost there Leather jackets Grey skinny jeans The city is a jungle and we feel like kings Nothing really matters until the end of the night Maiden street we love your light up signs Here we are Playing a laughing symphony Coloring life Feeling fine Glasses are empty In a corner of the club my friend is getting high Veins full of whisky He's the life of the party Dancing tight 5 to 9 Usual week-end Loving so hard Burning so bright All around girls are smiling they look like queens Can someone stop the clock It's almost closing time Maiden street we love your light up signs Here we are Playing a laughing symphony Coloring life Feeling fine Glasses are empty In a corner of the club my friend is getting high Veins full of whisky He's the life of the party Lighting cigarets Shouting from the rooftops Drinking way to much As if the world had stopped Walking on quicksand Talking about how much it sucks to be grown men And now Doors are closed We are on cloud nine but it's time To get back home See you next time The city's still asleep Everything feels fine Here we are Playing a laughing symphony Coloring life Feeling fine Glasses are empty In a corner of the club my friend is getting high Veins full of whisky He's the life of the party