Verse 1 He´s always the shy guy hiding by the wall Silent statue, not cool at all Then he sips his hop made juice Suddenly he’s king of loose Chorus Cheers to the freak of the night Dancing badly, but it feels so right He’s the master of disaster, can’t you see? [break] [bass guitar] Hugs the cops at half past three Verse 2 He´s tellin’ jokes that make no sense Is starting fights with booze made friends Flirting like a wrecking ball Crashing tables, breaking walls Chorus Cheers to the freak of the night Dancing badly, but it feels so right He’s the master of disaster, can’t you see? [break] [guitar lick] Hugs the cops at half past three Verse 3 Wake-up call in a stinky cell Swears to heaven, he’ll behave so well But while the words sound honest to you He’s already planning round two Bridge He’s the saint of sorry faces Master of a hundred cases Halo shining, so sweet the lies Devil’s laughing behind his eyes Chorus Cheers to the freak of the night Dancing badly, but it feels so right He’s the master of disaster, can’t you see? [break] [saxophone] Hugs the cops at half past three
