We are the rad boys
Driving a thousand miles for a sh**ty show in a slum
Our last bounds are grudge, resentment, reproaches only left unspoken
We're just a bunch of losers with no luck, no girl, no friends anymore
One's missing, one's lying, one's sleeping, one's sick
We are the rad boys
Punch-up scenes, broken gla**, sickening smells in the car
We're getting f**ed by corrupted customs, over and over again
We're just a bunch of losers with no smile, no laugh, no friendship anymore
One's drunk, one's high, one's driving, one's gone
We're pretty tired, we're pretty fed up
We're going down, we're getting f**ed up
We are the rad boys