You wake up late for school man
|
you don't wanna go
|
You ask you mom,Please
|
but she still says,No
|
You missed two classes and
|
no homework
|
But your teacher preaches class
|
like you're some kind of jerk
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You pop caught you smoking and
|
he said,No way
|
That hypocrite smokes
|
two packs a day
|
Man, living at home
|
is such a drag
|
Now your mom threw away
|
your best porno mag (Bust it)
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You gotta fight
|
<Interlude>
|
Don't step out of this
|
house if that's the clothes
|
you're gonna wear
|
I'll kick you out of my home
|
is you don't cut that hair
|
Your mom busted in and said
|
What's that noise
|
Aw, mom you're just jealous
|
it's the Beastie Boys
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
<Interlude>
|
to party to party
|
You wake up late for school man
|
you don't wanna go
|
You ask you mom,Please
|
but she still says,No
|
You missed two classes and
|
no homework
|
But your teacher preaches class
|
like you're some kind of jerk
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You pop caught you smoking and
|
he said,No way
|
That hypocrite smokes
|
two packs a day
|
Man, living at home
|
is such a drag
|
Now your mom threw away
|
your best porno mag (Bust it)
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You gotta fight
|
<Interlude>
|
Don't step out of this
|
house if that's the clothes
|
you're gonna wear
|
I'll kick you out of my home
|
is you don't cut that hair
|
Your mom busted in and said
|
What's that noise
|
Aw, mom you're just jealous
|
it's the Beastie Boys
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
You gotta fight
|
for your right to party
|
<Interlude>
|
to party to party
|
ill get better
|
You'll find work
|
and I'll get promoted
|
We'll move out of the shelter
|
Buy a big house
|
and live in the suburbs
|
I remember we were driving
|
driving in your car
|
The speed so fast
|
I felt like I was drunk
|
City lights lay out before us
|
And your arm felt nice
|
wrapped 'round my shoulder
|
And I had a feeling
|
that I belonged
|
And I had a feeling
|
I could be someone
|
be someone, be someone
|
You got a fast car
|
And I got a job
|
that pays all our bills
|
You stay out drinking
|
late at the bar
|
See more of your friends than
|
you do of your kids
|
I'd always hoped for better
|
Thought maybe together you
|
and me would find it
|
I got no plans
|
I ain't going nowhere
|
So take your fast car
|
and keep on driving
|
I remember we were driving
|
driving in your car
|
The speed so fast
|
I felt like I was drunk
|
City lights lay out before us
|
And your arm felt nice
|
wrapped 'round my shoulder
|
And I had a feeling
|
that I belonged
|
And I had a feeling
|
I could be someone
|
be someone, be someone
|
You got a fast car
|
But is it fast enough
|
so you can fly away
|
You gotta make a decision
|
You leave tonight or live
|
and die this way
|
|
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|
Fight For Your Right To Party
|
| Beastie Boys |
