And I'm going out tonight
I feel too much compression
Better to go out than to break out
Me and my friend Carnevale
Where we had our work cut out
Since we haven't come and we haven't been missing
We fuel ourselves with a little help
The entrance looks a little narrower
Maybe they took out some mirrors
I feel a bit hindered
And I knew it, I would bet
That the music was a toilet
But still we would have resisted
That now I need noise
And don't think about the cold outside
Don't break my balls
My beautiful bride whatever
It will be the lesser of evils
A guy arrives and offers me
Some viagra and then he tells me
That puts it to very little
That dancing now isn't a game
And a couple that they let us try
And in short, we're not going badly
Two jocks show up
To tell us how old we are
And to insult us that they were there first
We soon move on to jostling
One of them has a gun
I feel the cold of the barrel on my throat
He tells me old man your life is already short
But if you really care about it, I'll shorten it
Don't break my balls
My beautiful bride whatever
It will be the lesser of evils
And the breath slowly
We come back and out here
We are lying on the tar
And at least nobody's going to shoot us here
And Carnival is getting louder
And I fuck him and then I add myself
Don't break my balls
My beautiful bride whatever
It will be the lesser of evils
Don't break our balls
Anything my beautiful bride