Lyrics
Slide through the crowd moonlight on the chrome
Silver bullet parked where the monks once roamed
City fades when that door swings wide
Every misfit and king takes the same inside
Two legends pouring with a wink and a grin
Every shot's got a story let the night begin
Music's loud but the vibe's still tight
Even closing time won't kill this night
We own the night turn the fire up high
Under neon skies we were born to fly
No rules no chains just the rush we crave
In this little world we can't behave
We own the night hear the city roar
One more round and we'll burn some more
Right by the stones where the saints once prayed
Now the laughter's the hymn and the bass gets played
Concrete buzz can't touch this ground
It's an oasis where the lost get found
Cold beer flowing from the airstream shine
Every face a chapter in a wild design
No velvet rope just a beating heart
And a couple good souls playing bartender art
We own the night turn the fire up high
Under neon skies we were born to fly
No rules no chains just the rush we crave
In this little world we can't behave
We own the night hear the city roar
One more round and we'll burn some more
It's not the drink it's the fire we feel
It's the chrome and the beat and the laughter real
It's the way old stones guard a neon dream
A holy kind of sin in a bassline scream
We own the night turn the fire up high
Under neon skies we were born to fly
No rules no chains just the rush we crave
In this little world we can't behave
We own the night hear the city roar
One more round and we'll burn some more
