Vārdi: The Ramones. Too Tough To Die. Howling At The Moon (sha-la-la).

Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la

Ships are docking, planes are landing
A never ending supply
No more narco, no more gangster
Conservatives can cry

I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play
Theres no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la

Keep it glowing, glowing,glowing
I'm not hurting anyone
Keep it glowing, smoking, glowing
I'm howling at the moon

I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play
Theres no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor


Winter turns to summer
Sadness turns to fun
Keep the faith, baby
You broke the rules and won

Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la

Oh baby, oh baby
Oh baby, oh baby

I took the law and threw it away
'Cause there's nothing wrong it's just for play
I'm smoking, baby
I'm smoking, oh baby

Theres no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la-la
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