The streets are talking and my body is walking
To the sound of the beat
To the sound of the beat
Ha, ha
Ha, ha

The streets are talking and my body is walking
To the sound of the beat
To the sound of the beat
Ha, ha
Ha, ha

Painted nails and spikes on my boots
Black leather gloves and Satanic tattoos

Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

I sleep all day, come out at night
No time to waste cause I got to get mine

Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Ha, ha

Black tight pants and black leather boots
Chains on my back and I worship the Moon

Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

Ha, ha

Throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

Throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha


Painted nails and spikes on my boots
Black leather gloves and Satanic tattoos
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

I sleep all day, come out at night
No time to waste cause I got to get mine

Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

Ha, ha

Black tight pants and black leather boots
Chains on my back and I worship the Moon

Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Gothic gang throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha

Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
Ha, ha
Ha, ha
Ha, ha