Yes sir!

Here comes Cokey Joe, looking to make it snow,
I wish I didn’t know what I know,
And that’s why you were hired, (hired!)
Don’t do your job and you’ll get fired, (fired!)
You can’t get tired after hours, (hours!)
Building high in silver towers, (towers!)
They congegrate here after hours, (hours!)
They telling lies, that’s how rumours get started and destinies die.

Tick tock, sex o’clock, where did the time go?
You can’t go blind blowing your load,
And that’s why God’s a liar, (liar!)
You underage you need a buyer, (buyer)
We’ll take you higher after hours, (hours!)
They’re getting nice on whiskey sours, (sours!)
They tellin’ secrets after hours, (hours!)
Destroying time as our organs shut down and brain cells die.
Oh! Oh! Oh-oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh-oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh-oh!
Oh! Oh! Oh!

Here comes Sammy Smack, and he’s been crashed up,
He gonna need a tranfusion of blood,
And all the ladies of the, years
Another system under, stress
Forget about it, lose that, dress
Oh!
Give me a hug!
This is how the young girls dress in my club.
After hours, (hours!)
Eternal life and Satan’s powers, (powers!)
You’ll live forever after hours, (hours!)
Now you know why,
The sun ain’t the real reason vampires die.

Die!