What a Great Night Restrung Songtext
von Hilltop Hoods
What a Great Night Restrung Songtext
This is for the hopeless, the homeless
The brokest, the dopest
The smokers, the joker′s on opiates and coke
It's your choice
I won′t judge ya tonight
'Cause I'm paralytic, I ain′t lookin′ to lose a fight so ...
Put your hands up if you're not to drunk to stand up
If you bombin′ up the toilets put your man up!
And put your can up spray it in the air mate
Check out my man, f-k, its all going pear shaped
They call me Suff, when I'm drunk they call me "-ck off!"
Head under the bar tryin′ to drink the run off
I'm a one of a kind
I′ll rhyme 'til I'm cut off
Or just to -uckin′ blind to get one off
Don′t call me son of
A bit-h, i'm the son of
An angel when the sun of
The morning hits, it′s so painful
These all nighters are killin' me
But it′s alright are you feeling me?
And it's all love, and it′s alright
'Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it′s all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
And it's all love, and it′s alright
'Til we′re all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it′s all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
This is for the reckless, the restless
Deffest and freshest
The jesters and senseless on heroin or meth, it's your call
We ain't judging you now
′Cause on or off tap, we ain′t f-ng around, so
Feel a girl up if you're not to drunk to get it up
And if she′s throwin' up make sure her hair is up
But beware that cha not riding caboose, pal
Check out these chicks, fuck they all getting loose now
They call me Presh when I′m drunk they call me (scumbag!)
Hand up in your till, snatch a bill then run back
I'll take them one at a time
Once they find out I done that
These bars ain′t never gonna let me come back
Don't call me son of
A bi-ch I'm the son of
A muso and the sum of
My problems is substance abuse so
These long nights are the death of me
But its alright it′s my legacy
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
And it′s all love, and it's alright
'Til we′re all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
Gin and tonic, you rock the house, and a
Tequila shots, you rock the house, and a
Chivas Regal, you rock the house, and a
Yager bombs, you rock the house, and a
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
Check it out, uh
It′s like this, it's like this
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it′s all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
The brokest, the dopest
The smokers, the joker′s on opiates and coke
It's your choice
I won′t judge ya tonight
'Cause I'm paralytic, I ain′t lookin′ to lose a fight so ...
Put your hands up if you're not to drunk to stand up
If you bombin′ up the toilets put your man up!
And put your can up spray it in the air mate
Check out my man, f-k, its all going pear shaped
They call me Suff, when I'm drunk they call me "-ck off!"
Head under the bar tryin′ to drink the run off
I'm a one of a kind
I′ll rhyme 'til I'm cut off
Or just to -uckin′ blind to get one off
Don′t call me son of
A bit-h, i'm the son of
An angel when the sun of
The morning hits, it′s so painful
These all nighters are killin' me
But it′s alright are you feeling me?
And it's all love, and it′s alright
'Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it′s all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
And it's all love, and it′s alright
'Til we′re all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it′s all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
This is for the reckless, the restless
Deffest and freshest
The jesters and senseless on heroin or meth, it's your call
We ain't judging you now
′Cause on or off tap, we ain′t f-ng around, so
Feel a girl up if you're not to drunk to get it up
And if she′s throwin' up make sure her hair is up
But beware that cha not riding caboose, pal
Check out these chicks, fuck they all getting loose now
They call me Presh when I′m drunk they call me (scumbag!)
Hand up in your till, snatch a bill then run back
I'll take them one at a time
Once they find out I done that
These bars ain′t never gonna let me come back
Don't call me son of
A bi-ch I'm the son of
A muso and the sum of
My problems is substance abuse so
These long nights are the death of me
But its alright it′s my legacy
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
And it′s all love, and it's alright
'Til we′re all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
Gin and tonic, you rock the house, and a
Tequila shots, you rock the house, and a
Chivas Regal, you rock the house, and a
Yager bombs, you rock the house, and a
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
(The Hilltop rock the house and)
Check it out, uh
It′s like this, it's like this
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it's all fights
Then it′s all over
(Go home, go sleep, wake up)
(Get sober), what a great night
And it′s all love, and it's alright
′Til we're all drunk, then it′s all fights
Then it's all over
Go home, go sleep, wake up
Get sober, what a great night
Writer(s): Matthew Lambert, Barry Francis, Daniel Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com