The Thrill Of It All - FM

We’d get all dressed up Saturday night

Go out and raise hell, get into a fight

I still remember those good old days, yes, I do

It was all for one and one for all

United we stand, divided we fall

We were brothers in arms till our dying day, oh, yeah

Look in the mirror, watch the faces change

Every line tells a story from the good old days

If I had the chance, I’d do it all again

'Cos I remember

Living it up, having the time of my life

Out in the fast lane, flirting with suicide

Always in trouble, waiting for the hammer to fall

Just for the kicks and the thrill of it all

Sometimes things got out of hand

But we’d stick together, make a stand

We are renegades till our dying day, oh, yeah

I sit and watch the years go by

Only wishing I could turn back time

If I had the chance I’d do it all again

'Cos I remember

Living it up, having the time of my life

Out in the fast lane, flirting with suicide

Always in trouble, waiting for the hammer to fall

Just for the kicks and the thrill of it all

Guitar!

Yeah, living it up, having the time of my life

Out in the fast lane, flirting with suicide, yeah, yeah

Always in trouble, waiting for the hammer to fall

The hammer to fall

Just for the kicks and the thrill of it all