| I got a thing I've been meaning to say. | |
| Let it go kick your blues away. | |
| Ain't no time to wallow in misery. | |
| Got any fight left. Give it to me! | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. | |
| C'mon C'mon | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. | |
| Hide in a shadows (I'll) come around. | |
| Blow up in your face knock you to the ground. | |
| Calling once Don't waste my time. | |
| Make you go crazy. I'll bust up your mind. | |
| Oh! when you wanna get loose. | |
| Just let me know I'll be your first class fool. | |
| Your friends don't pay your rent, oh. | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. | |
| C'mon C'mon | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. | |
| Saturday night it's no surprise. | |
| I got it marked right between your eyes. | |
| I don't care what they say. | |
| (When I) get you to dance. You'll dance on my grave. | |
| Never you mind what they say | |
| C'mon and kick you blues away. | |
| Snobby friends don't pay your rent. | |
| C'mon Baby! Come and get bent! | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. | |
| C'mon C'mon | |
| Hell-raisers wanted. |