At the beginning only one idea
To play hardcore in the disco town
Some beers together with mates
And all night was drunk away
Lookin' for a place to play lookin' for a bed to stay
Some doors are open wide
And we try, to hit a f**in' road
In a red wagon with a instable pub unside
Only one sound only two words
Only the reason to play rock
The f**in' dreamers
It's Marsh Mallows live
And everytime had something to say
And everytime we started to write this way
And everytime we smoke our life
It's crazy f**in' state of mind
Lookin' for a place to play lookin' for a bed to stay
Some doors are open wide
And we try, to hit a f**in' road
And our pa**ion for the music push us throught the wounds
I remember not so long ago
Not so far away in the 1998
Like a couple of a wild soul
Arose from disco town
Two words, one idea: Marsh Mallows go!