To the girl in blue we wanna thank you, I’m glad were through there was nothing we could do, To the left and right we did it all night, to the sky above with the stars so bright. To the love of my life could she be my wife, it would take a sharp knife to bury this strife. Knew it all along, smoked a bong, we were wrong, didn’t know she wouldn’t blow a guy in a thong. Wouldn’t come along to sing a song in the truck, never knew but it’s true even good girls fuck.

I said turn up the music, Create some funk, It’s time now for rappin pop punk, Stick to the beat, The three chord pop, Jump on your feet, Don’t fucking stop, Mosh and stomp and a little body surfing, Show your titties to another person, Climb on the crowd, Surf to the brews, Just make sure no one steals your shoes.

To the people in back your gonna get attacked, Put your shirt back on your lackin in the rack. Jumpin around to the rappin punk sound, To the parents who think were trouble bound, Stayin on top we never wanna flop, Playin catchy pop were never gonna stop, Drinkin some code with Joe round the globe, Why the fuck is stoner Buc always with us on the road, Roadie to the end set a trend at the show, Never knew the fucking roadie is slow.

I said turn up the music, Create some funk, It’s time now for rappin pop punk, Stick to the beat, The three chord pop, Jump on your feet, Don’t fucking stop, Mosh and stomp and a little body surfing, Show your titties to another person, Climb on the crowd, Surf to the brews, Just make sure no one steals your shoes.

Party’s all over, We got the cold shoulder, Didn’t mind had a line of girls much older, Playing with her G-string, Jammin on the six string, Beating on the drums and bass till it’s done, Had to go to the show but who would ever know, At the end of our time it was one hell of a ride.

I said turn up the music, Create some funk, It’s time now for rappin pop punk, Stick to the beat, The three chord pop, Jump on your feet, Don’t fucking stop, Mosh and stomp and a little body surfing, Show your titties to another person, Climb on the crowd, Surf to the brews, Just make sure no one steals your shoes.


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