| Song | All Ages Show Tonight |
| Artist | Against All Authority |
| Album | The Restoration Of Chaos & Order |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Against All Authority | |
| They always shout so he tunes them out. | |
| And turns it up. | |
| He's found a place to go. | |
| When he's had enough. | |
| It's in the city where her parents said she couldn't go. | |
| She don't care. | |
| They hate her hair. | |
| But she won't let it grow. | |
| He ain't allowed to call. | |
| Ripped the flyers off her wall. | |
| Of that mohawked boy. | |
| They ****ing blame it all. | |
| All ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It's all they know. | |
| He's holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They're watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they're pretty ****ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| They feel this town as they spin around. | |
| Together alone. | |
| In the middle of the crowd. | |
| They ain't going home. | |
| No one's ever gonna tell them what to feel inside. | |
| They don't care. | |
| Blue Hair. | |
| To match the feelings they hide. | |
| Denied. They've tried. | |
| Now there just sick and tired. | |
| Of not feeling alive | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It's all they know. | |
| He's holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They're watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they're pretty ****ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They're watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they're pretty ****ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It's all they know. | |
| He's holding her so tight. | |
| All ages show. |
| zuo ci : Against All Authority | |
| They always shout so he tunes them out. | |
| And turns it up. | |
| He' s found a place to go. | |
| When he' s had enough. | |
| It' s in the city where her parents said she couldn' t go. | |
| She don' t care. | |
| They hate her hair. | |
| But she won' t let it grow. | |
| He ain' t allowed to call. | |
| Ripped the flyers off her wall. | |
| Of that mohawked boy. | |
| They ing blame it all. | |
| All ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| They feel this town as they spin around. | |
| Together alone. | |
| In the middle of the crowd. | |
| They ain' t going home. | |
| No one' s ever gonna tell them what to feel inside. | |
| They don' t care. | |
| Blue Hair. | |
| To match the feelings they hide. | |
| Denied. They' ve tried. | |
| Now there just sick and tired. | |
| Of not feeling alive | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| All ages show. |
| zuò cí : Against All Authority | |
| They always shout so he tunes them out. | |
| And turns it up. | |
| He' s found a place to go. | |
| When he' s had enough. | |
| It' s in the city where her parents said she couldn' t go. | |
| She don' t care. | |
| They hate her hair. | |
| But she won' t let it grow. | |
| He ain' t allowed to call. | |
| Ripped the flyers off her wall. | |
| Of that mohawked boy. | |
| They ing blame it all. | |
| All ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| They feel this town as they spin around. | |
| Together alone. | |
| In the middle of the crowd. | |
| They ain' t going home. | |
| No one' s ever gonna tell them what to feel inside. | |
| They don' t care. | |
| Blue Hair. | |
| To match the feelings they hide. | |
| Denied. They' ve tried. | |
| Now there just sick and tired. | |
| Of not feeling alive | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| In the darkest corner of the club. | |
| They' re watching the band. | |
| Holding hands tangled leather n studs. | |
| Boots braces sucking on each others faces. | |
| Tonight you know it just feels right. | |
| Just another punk alone in the city. | |
| With a skinhead girl a box of wine. | |
| Yeah they' re pretty ed up. | |
| And feeling shitty. | |
| But at least they got each other tonight. | |
| All Ages show. | |
| Forbidden city tonight. | |
| It' s all they know. | |
| He' s holding her so tight. | |
| All ages show. |