[Intro] [Mariachi Trumpets] [Bar Noise] [Motorcycles] Dust on the bottles Dust on the floor Dust on the dreams Nobody talks about anymore [Verse 1] The bartender's got prison ink Running up both arms A silver tooth and a bad attitude That somehow still feels charming Three bikers by the pool table Arguing over cards A waitress rolling her eyes Like she's seen this all before The heat won't leave the building Even after dark The air tastes like whiskey And cheap cigars [Pre-Chorus] The night is young The crowd is mean And nobody came here For anything clean [Chorus] Pour another bottle Kick another chair If the devil's buying drinks tonight Tell him we'll be there Hands up high Let 'em fall We came for trouble And that's not all Blood and tequila Neon and smoke Everybody laughing Like it's some kind of joke [Verse 2] A girl in black leather boots Climbs onto the bar Starts singing old heartbreak songs To a room full of scars Somebody's dancing Somebody's fighting Somebody's kissing somebody They'll regret by morning The band gets louder The floorboards shake A hundred bad decisions About to get made [Pre-Chorus] Nobody's leaving Nobody's done The night's got teeth And it's just begun [Chorus] Pour another bottle Kick another chair If the devil's buying drinks tonight Tell him we'll be there Hands up high Let 'em fall We came for trouble And that's not all Blood and tequila Neon and smoke Everybody laughing Like it's some kind of joke [Verse 3] Out in the parking lot Engines growl Chrome shining under A crooked moon An old pickup truck Blasting broken speakers Playing songs about freedom Nobody actually found The desert wind blows Through the open doors Carrying secrets Across the floor And somewhere in the darkness A trumpet starts to play Like Mexico itself Came out to stay [Bridge] One more round One more lie One more reason To forget tonight One more scar One more story One more shot Of borrowed glory [Breakdown] HEY! TURN IT UP! HEY! TURN IT UP! NO RULES NO FEAR NO SLEEP WE LIVE HERE NO RULES NO FEAR NO SLEEP WE LIVE HERE [Guitar Solo] [Mariachi Trumpets] [Heavy Guitar Lead] [Final Chorus] Pour another bottle Kick another chair If the devil's buying drinks tonight Tell him we'll be there Hands up high Let 'em fall We came for trouble And that's not all Blood and tequila Neon and smoke The sun is coming But we're still broke Blood and tequila One last ride Somehow we're still breathing And somehow still alive [Outro] [Mariachi Trumpets] The bottles are empty The jukebox is dead The sun's coming up Like a punch to the head And every damn fool Inside this place Knows they'll be back Next Friday again...
