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Get in the pick-up truck, we're goin' for a ride
Come one man, it's a downhill slide
(Remember the dead boys)
Crawl in the back, we're goin' downtown
Come on bro, we can both fall down
(Remember the dead boys)
Got a big old cheap plastic bottle of gin
Nasty, but it'll do you in
Got to keep on talkin' so you don't come to
What the hell, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Midnight ride 1997, One, two, three
Motherfucker you're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
You're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
Midnight ride, one, two. three...come on!
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1997,
Gonna party like it's 1997. (x4)
I know you're tearin' shit up and you drunk yourself wild
I been drinkin' since I was a child, motherfucker...
(Remember the dead boys)
I know you outweigh me by fifty pounds
That won't matter in a couple of rounds
If the cops get here first, you're a dead man
Well, you know I'm doin' all I can
Sing along, bro', with the Dead Boys and the New York Dolls
You know we like that noise
Midnight ride 1997, One, two, three
Motherfucker you're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
You're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
Midnight ride, one, two. three...come on!
COME ON!
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1997,
Gonna party like it's 1997! (x4)
Come one man, it's a downhill slide
(Remember the dead boys)
Crawl in the back, we're goin' downtown
Come on bro, we can both fall down
(Remember the dead boys)
Got a big old cheap plastic bottle of gin
Nasty, but it'll do you in
Got to keep on talkin' so you don't come to
What the hell, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Motherfucker you're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
You're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
Midnight ride, one, two. three...come on!
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1997,
Gonna party like it's 1997. (x4)
I been drinkin' since I was a child, motherfucker...
(Remember the dead boys)
I know you outweigh me by fifty pounds
That won't matter in a couple of rounds
If the cops get here first, you're a dead man
Well, you know I'm doin' all I can
You know we like that noise
Motherfucker you're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
You're going down tonight
We're takin' you in
(You're going down tonight!)
We're takin' you out
Midnight ride, one, two. three...come on!
COME ON!
Gonna party like it's 1997! (x4)
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Submitted by
shwang_shwinga On Jul 17, 2007
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I think this song is almost a satire. SGM normally writes music railed in high vocabulary and strange, obscurist messages. 1997 probably pokes fun at driving songs or party songs by unintelligent bands that ramble about bullshit [hence the fact that the lyrics are barely coherent.]
i asked nils what it meant and he told me that he composed it for one of his brother's friends, a guy who died of a heroin overdose half a year after he had helped nils take his brother to a mental institution -by getting him drunk and putting him in the car-
Yeah, that works too.
yup..
Rob Zombie, anyone?