Filthy Crime - Beatsteaks

Alright, fellas, listen up

First and foremost, when you’re in a band

It’s supposed to sound like you’re all playing the same song

At the same time, okay?

Put it on, out it on, put it on, yeah

Go and make it happen

Our city is full of freaks and clowns

Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on

Yeah, come on, let it happen

We’re brothers in arms against a clampdown

There’s girls and riots and rumours uptown

There’s money to make, there’s money to count

There’s a whole lot o nothing to fill my mind

There’s a reason to run and it’s filthy crime

Filthy crime

Yeah

That’s the way it goes

It’s a dead endeavor

Oh, that’s the way it goes

At least we’re in this together

Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on

My dear, make it happen

All I ever wanted was keeping you warm

Carry on, get along, drop your g-g-g-guns

And make it happen

We’re brothers in arms for a good time

There’s girls and riots and rumours uptown

There’s money to make, there’s money to count

There’s bombs and tribes and too many shrines

A solution to your problems and a bottle of wine

There’s a whole lot o nothing to fill your mind

There’s radical signs and there’s filthy crime

Filthy crime

Oh, oh, oh, that’s the way it goes

It’s a dead endeavor

Oh, that’s the way it goes

At least we’re in this together

That’s the way it goes

It’s a dead endeavor

Oh, that’s the way it goes

At least we’re in this together, yeah, yeah