o more drinking and driving
No more fighting at school
Where's the Blank Generation
Where's the platform shoes
No more horror movies
Now who's gonna scare you
No Hobbit Motherfuckers
No more sniffin' some glue

This party's over between whisky & cocaine I'm
falling
down but I will return

I sold my electric guitar
I sold my pictures of Kiss
I'm feeling degenerated
Talking 'bout Needles & Pins
No more Stairway to Heaven
No more Higway to Hell
No more die before get old
No more new tale to tell

This party's over between whisky & cocaine
I'm falling down but I will return
I will return!
Yeah!