All Tore Up

we were a blow-out of wicked proportions
an accidental company
if we said "We're gonna go out
and get all tore-up tonight
then we did
we got a little happenin'
play yer Tonights-The-Nights right
and don't clear the place
sweep up a little on your way out
you might make it
with Dottie, the bluegrass singer
baring her local breast
singing, "You want an open concept!?
-I'll give you open concepts!"
ya play yer Fuck-Off-Nows right
and don't clear the place
wreak some havoc on the way out
you might make it
"drink up folks it's getting' on time to close"
they said "we dont even like you."
'I'm with you,' I said,
but perhaps you think the road
is a means to an end
when its a living and the end,
the living end
the living image of the end
play yer Tonight's The Nights right
don't clear the place
sweep up a little on your way out
you might make it
if yer Tonight's The Nights right
ya dont clear the place
sweep up a little on the way out
you might make it
tonight's the night
tonight's the night, tonight
tonight's the night
tonight
tonight tonight tonight
tonight's the night,
tonight
tonight tonight tonight
tonight's the night
tonight
tonight tonight tonight