Savière, very ice
The Templars are tired,
gonna foot the bill
Won't go home, but we can stay
It seems they're gonna kick us out
once again
Trotted to the toilet, it's quarter to three
Not easy hit the target
with a losing balance
Come back, the light's on,
the staff's laughing up
Approach to the bar
and say the steady voice
Last round before they kick us out
Last round before we all
fall to the ground
Thanks for the good times,
trust me, tell and see
Sorry for the broken glass,
the trouble and a lot of spilled beer
Stagger up the stairs
of your favorite bar
Looking forward to your coffee home
Get up out in the night, lay straight
Glimmering streetlights
and the smell of vomit
We remember the good times
And those we can't remember
And then we gonna scream
we lost time together
Let's run before they kick us out
Let's run before we all
fall to the ground
Thanks for the good,
fantastic talent, see
Sorry for the broken glasses,
trouble and a lot of spilled beer
Last round before they kick us out
Last round before we all
fall to the ground
Thanks for the good,
fantastic talent, see
Sorry for the broken glasses,
trouble and a lot of spilled beer
Last round, before they kick us out
Last round,
before we all fall to the ground
Thanks for the good times,
host to tell and see
Sorry for the broken glass
and struggle and the loud and still fear
Last round, before they kick us out
Last round,
before we all fall to the ground
Spent for a good time,
tossed with jealousy
Sorry for the broken glass,
Drunk and left a lot of spilled beer