STAY ALIVE
Spent our days to write some tunes
Lived in the rehearsal room
Miles and miles with a broken white van
We got to the club so late...
The boss was in anger
We got no cachet
But tins of beer expired
But our aim was to kick some asses
So we increased the gain
Crowded friday night
Louder is our scream
Stay alive! Stay alive!
More than you
Louder is our scream
Another step, another gig
That's our life in tour
Some faces old, some faces new
That's the music's law
Crowded friday night
Louder is our scream
Stay alive! Stay alive!
More than you
Louder is our scream

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