1G3B - Allsångsjävel

Are you a singalong-bastard? Lyrics: A lukewarm wind on a Sunday night Everyone gathers, and brings out the booklet The band starts playing major chords Throats open and a out come bawling sounds It's you and me and Bosik and Britt We all sing together from minor chords to hits Sing with me now you singalong-bastard Anxiety and then some We feel that we belong together Do you feel it getting contagious We hook our arms and swing from side to side I think Jörgen is suffering You and me are singalong-bastards The anxiety and then some We feel that we belong together Do you feel how is's getting contagious