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FIREBALLS FALLING FROM THE SKY, OH AINT IT NICE
KISSING UNDER THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, OH AINT IT NICE
CRASHING MY HEAD WITH A BASEBALL BAT, OH AINT IT NICE
REAL ZOMBIES, FROM DRUGSVILLE, OH AINT IT NICE
DRINKING WHISKEY, WINE, WHISKEY & MORE WINE, OH AINT IT NICE
BEING WRONG, WHEN EVERYTHING´S SO RIGHT, OH AINT IT NICE

AINT IT NICE SO NICE?
AINT IT NICE SO NICE?

DO THE MONKEY IN THE JUNGLE IN A FAR AWAY LAND
PUSHNIG THINGS TOO HARD IS AT THE REACH OF MY HAND
LIVING THURSDAYS LIKE FRIDAYS, TUESDAYS LIKE MONDAYS, SATURDAYS & WEDNESDAYS ARE NOTHING BUT SUNDAYS
TURNING WATER INTO WINE CAUSES THRILLS UP MY SPINE
TURNING SHIT INTO GOLD MAKES ME FEEL TOO OLD
LIVING BY A RULE MAKES ME FEEL A TOOL, DYING BY A REASON DOESN´T MAKE IT EVEN...
BEING WRONG, WHEN EVERYTHING´S SO RIGHT, OH AINT IT NICE?

AINT IT NICE SO NICE?
AINT IT NICE SO NICE?
FIREBALLS FALLING FROM THE SKY, OH AINT IT NICE   KISSING UNDER THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, OH AINT IT NICE   CRASHING MY HEAD WITH A BASEBALL BAT, OH AINT IT NICE   REAL ZOMBIES, FROM DRUGSVILLE, OH AINT IT NICE   DRINKING WHISKEY, WINE, WHISKEY & MORE WINE, OH AINT IT NICE   BEING WRONG, WHEN EVERYTHING´S SO RIGHT, OH AINT IT NICE      AINT IT NICE SO NICE?   AINT IT NICE SO NICE?      DO THE MONKEY IN THE JUNGLE IN A FAR AWAY LAND   PUSHNIG THINGS TOO HARD IS AT THE REACH OF MY HAND   LIVING THURSDAYS LIKE FRIDAYS, TUESDAYS LIKE MONDAYS, SATURDAYS & WEDNESDAYS ARE NOTHING BUT SUNDAYS   TURNING WATER INTO WINE CAUSES THRILLS UP MY SPINE   TURNING SHIT INTO GOLD MAKES ME FEEL TOO OLD   LIVING BY A RULE MAKES ME FEEL A TOOL, DYING BY A REASON DOESN´T MAKE IT EVEN...   BEING WRONG, WHEN EVERYTHING´S SO RIGHT, OH AINT IT NICE?      AINT IT NICE SO NICE?    AINT IT NICE SO NICE?