Tear it up, Tear it up
Have another drink
We don't give a fuck what other people think
We'll take it from here
So everybody in here get down.

Bags packed, full tank, Over confident
Got our Jager and crate for the merryment.
We're gonna crank it up,
We'll Fucking Bow Down
We never know what we'll see this time around.

We're going back to our second home,
Our life on the road.
We don't sleep, but we don't care because
We're here with all our friends
We'll celebrate the night with a drink.

So tomorrows gonna be the same
With a different town but familiar faces
The only thing that I regret is not a single fucking thing
We'll kick back and see the sights
Can't wait for another night
These really are the days of our lives.