Thrasher & Boobarella
Thrasher, darling, ever dreamt of a midnight rooftop spectacle where the city lights flicker like applause, and you leap onto a stage, flipping the script of gravity—how wild would that feel?
Babe, that would be pure chaos—like throwing the city out of the window and dancing with the stars. I'd feel like a rocket on a sugar rush, the whole skyline screaming in my ears, and the only rule? Break it.
Oh, honey, that’s exactly the kind of fireworks I thrive on—break every rule, let the city tremble, and watch everyone gasp as you own the night. The skyline will never be the same again!
Right on, we’re gonna set the city ablaze, turn heads, and leave that skyline forever altered.
Let the city quake and the lights blaze, darling—your spotlight is the only star tonight, and the skyline will bow to your dazzling blaze!
Yeah, let it burn—watch the city crumble and see it bow to our own blaze.