Agen Kolar
Senatswache
KISS-Detroit Rock City
I fell uptight on a Saturday night.
Nine o'clock and the radio's the only light.
I hear my song and it pulls me through.
Come on strong, tells me what I got to do.
I got to
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock city.
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Getting late, I just can't wait.
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road.
First I drink, then I smoke.
Start the car and I try to make the midnight show.
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Movin' fast, doin 95.
Hit top speed, but I'm still movin' much too slow.
I feel so good, I'm so alive.
I hear my song playin' on the radio.
It goes...
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Twelve o'clock I gotta rock.
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes.
Oh my god, no time to turn.
I got to laugh, 'cause I know I'm gonna die!
Why?
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
I fell uptight on a Saturday night.
Nine o'clock and the radio's the only light.
I hear my song and it pulls me through.
Come on strong, tells me what I got to do.
I got to
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock city.
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Getting late, I just can't wait.
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road.
First I drink, then I smoke.
Start the car and I try to make the midnight show.
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Movin' fast, doin 95.
Hit top speed, but I'm still movin' much too slow.
I feel so good, I'm so alive.
I hear my song playin' on the radio.
It goes...
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.
Twelve o'clock I gotta rock.
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes.
Oh my god, no time to turn.
I got to laugh, 'cause I know I'm gonna die!
Why?
Get up!
Everybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down!
Everybody's gonna leave their seat.