The First Round

Streetlights burn in a whiskey hazeBoots hit hard through the neon rainBass kicks bleed through the open doorYou can feel that promise in the floorSmoke and laughter roll outsideFriday fever, nowhere to hideLeather jackets, wild-eyed crowdWe ain't even started, but it's getting loud

Hands on shouldersHeads held highSomething wickedHits tonight

Here comes the first roundRaise it up, drink it downGlasses ringing, bar lights blazeWe're setting fire to this placeHere comes the first roundShout it out, all night longOne first drink and the whole room knowsTonight is where the madness grows

Chairs scrape back and the jackets flyThrown like flags for a reckless nightBottles flash in the yellow lightBar top shining like a starting lineSomeone laughs like a warning bellSomeone says, "Tonight goes straight to hell"And we all grin 'cause that sounds rightThat's the kind of truth we need tonight

No more waitingNo more slowFeel that thunderStart to roll

Here comes the first roundRaise it up, drink it downGlasses ringing, bar lights blazeWe're setting fire to this placeHere comes the first roundShout it out, all night longOne first drink and the whole room knowsTonight is where the madness grows

Doors wide openNoise comes crashing inLike a storm with a grinLike a long-lost sinOne more shoutOne more sparkOne more flame in the darkAnd the night stands thereWith a match in its hand

First pourFirst roarFirst hit of the crowd on the floorFirst sparkFirst sinLet the long night begin

Here comes the first roundRaise it up, drink it downGlasses ringing, bar lights blazeWe're setting fire to this placeHere comes the first roundShout it out, all night longOne first drink and the whole room knowsTonight is where the madness grows

The first round's hereAnd the night's aliveWe came for the fireNow watch it rise