If I retreat, words, wars and symphonies
Make room we're takin' over here
You're the galantine, cold and alone, it suits you well
Won't find me perching here againMay your feet serve you well and the rest be sent to hell
Where they always have belonged, cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will weigh us out with a song of pure romance
Stomp your feet and clap your handsLet's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonightMay your feet serve you well and the rest be sent to hell
Where they always have belonged, cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will weigh us out with a song of pure romance
So stomp your feet and clap your handsLet's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary typeLet's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight, kill tonight
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight