In the Basement
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Ladies and gentlemen!
This is
Ska Zone!
Cat blink steps down into the underground
Skin with a small dress, cool in the madness
Fresh from a full moon, she smiles in a good mood
Of her addictions, she says: "absolutely cranberries"
Cigarettes and beer cans, wall-streets, ska bands
Smoke-stained lipstick, conversation lunatics
Who has who I recognise, even in the otherwise
This is not a problem, everybody's there
In the basement, oh yeah
In the basement, oh-oh yeah
In the basement, oh yeah
En el sotano
In the smoking room, I can't distinguish them from who
They are talking loud of a huge house club
Mike and John rolling dips and drinking whisky
I turn around, I think I see Amy
Rabid shits pass out by the stereo
Stains and shits all in the floor, Marlon, Johnny O
Alcoholic crowdswell, the hostel is the strongest well
This is not a problem, everyone gets lost
In the basement, oh yeah
In the basement, oh-oh yeah
In the basement, oh yeah
En el sotano
Quiet down, everyone, we don't want the cops to come
Table tops for dancing on, do the nasty in the lawn
Garages filled with party hats, floors filled with broken glass
Mamis upstairs, for a year the pub will party, yeah
There's talking, drinking, dreaming, barking
Cracking of the doors of the top of the mansion
Dogs are not for here, make a pitch so these may hang
If you wanna stay, you'd better stop a stagger dance
In the basement, oh yeah
In the basement, oh-oh yeah
In the basement, oh yeah
En el sotano
Dale!