Hot For Nietzsche

She said that Disco sucks,
and Rock’n’Roll is dead,
so gimme some Deathpunk
and gimme some head
From LHR touching down in OSL
a 20-minute train ride to heaven or to hell
Right in the big O?
We’re just coming on and the nights are getting longer
If this weekend doesn’t kill me it can only make me stronger
My phone is low on juice
But I got boogie-woogie shoes
Boys are back from heart attack
you know we might be glad to meet you
saturday night we shine so bright
'cause tonight I’m hot for Nietzsche
come on, come on, come on
hot for Nietzsche
come on, come on, come on
hot for Nietzsche
I wasn’t feeling too able on the? table
but you know my heart’s a diamond in the rough
but little did I know that scandinavian roll
just had some?
I’ve got a beast infection
I need some medical attention