I  had  to  find  out

Figure  it  for  myself

Now  I  have  no  doubt

What  it  looks  like  in  hell

Nights  of  sweet  mischief

I  lifted  quite  a  few

Let’s  light  the  fuse  quick

And  see  just  what  this  thing  can  do

Let’s  just  get  crazy  with  it

Once  again  give  it  a  spin  my  friend

We’re  gonna  test  the  limits

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Without  the  lows  and  highs

Failing  to  get  it  right

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Barely  getting  by

The  days  of  getting  high

Spinnin’  with  the  rhythm  in  this  world  will  bring

DJ’s  on  Friday  nights  hungover  mornings

I  wanna  live  a  little

And  no  it’s  not  a  riddle

Your  attention  yeah

I  want  in  the  middle

Take  it  up  and  we  hit  the  stage

Wrecking  ball  effect  is  how  we  rage

Pay  the  price  for  months  and  days

Once  in  the  clouds  now  it’s  just  haze

Let’s  just  get  crazy  with  it

Once  again  give  it  a  spin  my  friend

We’re  gonna  test  the  limits

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Without  the  lows  and  highs

Failing  to  get  it  right

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Barely  getting  by

The  days  of  getting  high

Whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh

Whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Without  the  lows  and  highs

Failing  to  get  it  right

Where  would  we  be

Without  the  wild  nights

Barely  getting  by

The  days  of  getting  high

Whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh

Whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh,  whoa-oh