She said that Disco sucks
And Rock'n'Roll is dead
So gimme some Death punk
And Gimme Some Head


From LHR touching down in OSL
A 20-minute train ride to heaven or to hell

Right in the big O
Bring my need or buy my soul
We're just coming on and the nights are getting longer
If this weekend doesn't kill me
It can only make me stronger

My phone is low on juice
But I got boogie-woogie shoes

Boys are back from heart attack
You know we might be glad to meet you
Saturday night we shine so bright
'Cause tonight I'm hot for Nietzsche

Come on
Come on
Come on
Hot for Nietzsche
Come on
Come on
Come on
Hot for Nietzsche
I wasn't feeling too able on the operating table
But you know my heart's a diamond in the rough
But little did I know that Scandinavian blow
Just hasn't been stepped on enough

I've got a beast infection
I need some medical attention
High on the street bent
Feed the demon
Feed the demon

Have you heard the news?
But I got boogie-woogie shoes

Boys are back from heart attack
You know we might be glad to meet you
Saturday night we shine so bright
'Cause tonight I'm hot for Nietzsche

Come on
Come on
Come on
Hot for Nietzsche
Come on
Come on
Come on
Hot for Nietzsche
So glad to meet you
I'm hot for Nietzche
Tonight we shine so bright

Hello
Hello
Hello
Hot for Nietzsche
Hello
Hello
Hello
Tonight we shine so bright

Hot for Nietzsche