Der Song erzählt von der letzten Nacht einer Schiffsbesatzung an Land: In einer überfüllten Taverne wird getrunken, getanzt, geflirtet und jede Angst vor der Überfahrt nach Übersee im Lärm ertränkt. Crew und Frauen liefern sich ein freches Call-and-Response-Spiel zwischen Lust, Abschied und Trotz. Es ist eine raue, ausgelassene Feier des Augenblicks – denn bei Sonnenaufgang heißt es: auslaufen, egal was kommt. The song captures a ship’s crew spending their final night ashore in a packed tavern, drinking hard, dancing, flirting, and drowning their fears of the overseas voyage. Through playful call-and-response between sailors and women, the night burns bright with desire, bravado, and farewell. It’s a loud, reckless celebration of the moment—because by dawn, they’re gone. ---------------------------------------- Verse 1 Tankards high, shirts undone, sweat and smoke, the night’s begun, hips collide, elbows fly, no one here is acting shy. Verse 2 Winks like knives, hands too low, whisper things we shouldn’t know, one more drink, one more sin, if it’s wrong—pull me in. Chorus HEY— drink! kiss! dance! repeat! Stomp that floor, feel the heat! HEY— loud! wild! no way back! Last damn night— so lose your track! Verse 3 Skirts go spinning, belts come loose, cheap perfume and bad excuses, names get lost beneath the sound, buttons hit the tavern ground. Verse 4 Tomorrow’s waves can wait their turn, tonight we touch, tonight we burn, promises made cheek to cheek, won’t survive the coming week. Chorus HEY— drink! kiss! dance! repeat! Stomp that floor, feel the heat! HEY— loud! wild! no way back! Last damn night— so lose your track! Verse 5 Captain’s gone, the door is shut, morals drowned inside the gut, hands on skin, breath on neck, we’re a beautiful damn wreck. Verse 6 If the sea don’t bring us home, if these bones lie cold in foam, tell the world we laughed, we fell, and we rang that tavern bell. Chorus (Final – extra simpel) HEY— DRINK! DRINK! ONE! MORE! ROUND! HEY— STOMP! STOMP! SHAKE! THIS! TOWN! HEY— KISS! FAST! SING! IT! LOUD! LAST! DAMN! NIGHT! BEFORE! WE’RE! BOUND! Bridge Low now— bodies close, slow that sway, nose to nose, then— one shout, no control, let it rip, heart and soul. Outro When the morning calls our name, we’ll limp aboard, ash and shame, but tonight— no fear, no frown— we drank, we danced, we fucked this town (up).
