Peer Åström - Raise Your Gla** lyrics

Blaine & The Warblers: Right, right, turn off the lights We gonna lose our minds tonight What's the dealio? I love when it's all too much 5 AM, turn the radio up Where's the rock and roll? Party crasher, panty snatcha' Call me up if you are gangsta' Don't be fancy, just get dance-y Why so serious? So raise your gla** if you are wrong in all the right ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be anything but loud And nitty-gritty, dirty little freaks Won't you come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Just come on, and come on and, raise your gla** Slam, slam, oh, hot damn What part of party don't you understand? Wish you'd just freak out Can't stop comin' in hot I should be locked up right on the spot It's so on right now Party crasher, panty snatcha' Call me up if you are gangsta' Don't be fancy, just get dance-y Why so serious? So raise your gla** if you are wrong in all the right ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be anything but loud And nitty-gritty, dirty little freaks Won't you come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Just come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Just come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Just come on, and come on, and raise your gla** My gla** is empty...that s**s! So if you're too school for cool And you're treated like a fool You could choose to let it go We can always, we can always party on our own... So raise your So raise your gla** if you are wrong in all the right ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be anything but loud And nitty-gritty, dirty little freaks So raise your gla** if you are wrong in all the right ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be anything but loud And nitty-gritty, dirty little freaks Won't you come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Just come on, and come on, and raise your gla** Won't you come on, and come on, and raise your gla** for me Just come on, and come on, and raise your gla**...for me