Tight-fitting pants, how are you feeling? Tonight is getting out of control Kissed the floor, there's more reason for Rock & Roll Someone needs to disappear, duties, obligations, daily fears It doesn't mean that we have to believe that life is empty and boring Who da hell cursed your name and soul No one deserves to cry alone. Come on Come on! Come on! Tight-fitting pants, can you feel it Tonight is getting out of control, control, control... Everybody Kissed the floor, there's no more reason than Rock & Roll Tight-fitting pants, how are you feeling Who da hell cursed your name and soul Every sinner gets redemption from remorse