Gerra gogoa

Lyrics: Raising Hell

#9 DVD / #8 CD Raising Hell

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here’s no light left, only the jokes we share, and although it’s cold on the street corners, there’s nothing cold about our veins.

The old trousers I like so much have seen a load of dawns, the silence and this time groups of friends laughing.

And how well I feel! Fuck everything! Not going home! There’s no way to stop this, there’s no way to stop us, I’m not leaving here.

Raising hell, friends and rock ‘n’ roll. My god, look, cows climbing up the wall! It’s just two days and if you come you’ll be one of us.

When it’s time to go, when the last wagon arrives, when our bodies say that’s enough, when I start to remember the night.

And how great I feel! Fuck everything! Not going home! There’s no way to stop this, there’s no way to stop us.

Friends and rock ‘n’ roll, well, well, well, and how about a joint? Raising hell, friends and rock ‘n’ roll…