this song reminds me of all the times people tried to invade our parties and beat the shit out of all of us... but never prevailed 70 - 15 and we won... theres no way in hell our crew would not of stood strong back in 1066. But here is an over view on how i view this song... dont read on if you dont want to its going to be long.
on shadowed roads we run, for secrets london holds
new cross to camden town, with metal force we rage
in paradise we clash, you will perish
our ambition, live to fight for all the
crazy nights
(every time we partied we would be in our paradise and they would come try and break it, but never came out the victors. so we faught for the crazy drunken nights)
crazy nights, crazy nights
intoxicating fury
crazy nights, crazy nights, crazy nights
horns up high in praise
crazy nights
(no matter what happend we were drunk fighting and protecting what we wanted to be ours forever, and every night was a crazy night)
running through the night, they all blur into one
(we 'vanquished each of them till there was one standing)
living for tonight, for soon tomorrow comes
(no matter how we entered the battle, we knew there
was going to be a tomorrow to fight em off and shit)
ever under shadow of the pale amber towers
venture into the smoldering forest, fall under its powers
(all these kids were the rich kids that wanted us dead practicly and we wern't about to roll over and let them take us, so that means that there whole build up of family monies and shit just fell back on them)
throwing iron fists, blackened bruises swell
scattering the field, choking our last victim
(after throwing all the fists our bruses come out and swell like apples, as all of them get up and flee while leaving the few people that we are still dealing with)
hammersmith is calling me
all desires lie in wait to feed the
crazy nights
(even tho we knew everynight was going to be a crazy night we still went back and had to stand strong)
crazy nights, crazy nights
intoxicating fury
crazy nights, crazy nights, crazy nights
horns up high in praise
paradise erupts, bodies hit the ground
the enemy is vanquished, all hail, the victor is crowned
rivals rise to fight against the metal force
none can match the fury of these crazy nights
crazy nights, crazy nights
none can match the METAAAAAAAAAAL!
(in the end... no one can take our land, we live where we want, we party where we want, you wanna take it from us, your going to have to slaughter us, and that hasnt happend yet, cause we are the victors)
crazy nights
life is so great, you never realize it till you cant do all the shit you used too.
this song reminds me of all the times people tried to invade our parties and beat the shit out of all of us... but never prevailed 70 - 15 and we won... theres no way in hell our crew would not of stood strong back in 1066. But here is an over view on how i view this song... dont read on if you dont want to its going to be long.
on shadowed roads we run, for secrets london holds new cross to camden town, with metal force we rage in paradise we clash, you will perish our ambition, live to fight for all the crazy nights (every time we partied we would be in our paradise and they would come try and break it, but never came out the victors. so we faught for the crazy drunken nights) crazy nights, crazy nights intoxicating fury crazy nights, crazy nights, crazy nights horns up high in praise crazy nights (no matter what happend we were drunk fighting and protecting what we wanted to be ours forever, and every night was a crazy night)
running through the night, they all blur into one (we 'vanquished each of them till there was one standing)
living for tonight, for soon tomorrow comes
(no matter how we entered the battle, we knew there was going to be a tomorrow to fight em off and shit)
ever under shadow of the pale amber towers venture into the smoldering forest, fall under its powers
(all these kids were the rich kids that wanted us dead practicly and we wern't about to roll over and let them take us, so that means that there whole build up of family monies and shit just fell back on them)
throwing iron fists, blackened bruises swell scattering the field, choking our last victim
(after throwing all the fists our bruses come out and swell like apples, as all of them get up and flee while leaving the few people that we are still dealing with)
hammersmith is calling me all desires lie in wait to feed the crazy nights (even tho we knew everynight was going to be a crazy night we still went back and had to stand strong) crazy nights, crazy nights intoxicating fury crazy nights, crazy nights, crazy nights horns up high in praise paradise erupts, bodies hit the ground the enemy is vanquished, all hail, the victor is crowned rivals rise to fight against the metal force none can match the fury of these crazy nights crazy nights, crazy nights none can match the METAAAAAAAAAAL! (in the end... no one can take our land, we live where we want, we party where we want, you wanna take it from us, your going to have to slaughter us, and that hasnt happend yet, cause we are the victors) crazy nights
life is so great, you never realize it till you cant do all the shit you used too.