I'm on a holiday, hooligan's holiday Drop-dead beauties stomping up a storm, lines of hell on our face Bruised bad apples crawling through the night, busted loose, runaway Ooh, runaway Always, always a thrill without a motive Thirty days Such a haze Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants a piece of the pie We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's, yeah Cross-eyed derelicts coming, iron horse Between our legs Tattoos, black manes flowing Every day's a holidaze Everybody wants a piece of the action Everybody wants a piece of the pie They want a piece of mind We're on a holiday, hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away, hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's Modern times and new blood's pumping Only the strong survive