Lyrics: Zachary Gray
Music: Zachary Gray/Tom Dobrzanski/Cody Hiles/James Bull
Gonna do what I want and that's what's up
Ain't looking for a man to hold me up
Black coat, pink balaclava
Throw back a double and we'll go out
Woo
We're molotov girls
And we're alright
Dance it out until the streets heed the night
So tired of being told to keep polite
This is called being alive
Yeah
Skip past the snaking lineup on the street
We feel the lights are on us, we feel the heat
Three sparks hit the kerosene
Let them watch the pretty girls
Throw their bodies into the machine
We're molotov girls
And we're alright
Dance it out until the streets heed the night
So tired of being told to keep polite
This is called being alive
We're molotov girls
And we're alright
Dance it out until the streets heed the night
So tired of being told to keep polite
This is called being alive
We're molotov girls
And we're alright
Dance it out until the streets heed the night
So tired of being told to keep polite
This is called being alive
We're molotov girls
And we're alright
Spark it up until the streets burn all night
So tired of being told to keep polite
This is called being alive