Passender geht es heute kaum und ich sag nur: Theres no, no religion in my house! Hell yeah!!!!!
Come, smash up your seats tonight
Sippinon wine
Im fine
The music keeps me up all night
‹Cause Im full of lust
Come with us
Run for your livesIm only lonely when the musics over
Lonely when youre going homeWe dont celebrate Sundays anymore
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
My good church is not open on Sundays
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)Touched, touched by that amazing sound
My blood begins to boil
A celebration to the night
‹Cause Im full of lust
Come with us
Lets spend the nightTheres no, no religion in my house
No thick people in my houseWe dont celebrate Sundays anymore
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
My good church is not open on Sundays
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)We don’t celebrate Sundays anymore
We dont celebrate Sundays anymore
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
My good church is not open on Sundays
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)Come, smash up your seats tonight
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
I said come, celebration to the night
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
I said come, smash up your seats tonight
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
I said come, celebration to the night
(We don’t celebrate Sundays)(We don’t celebrate Sundays)
(via Sheri Zomb)