Praise The Lords

Lords Of Acid

Composición de: Jade 4 U/Oliver Adams/Praga Khan
School's out, it's time to party 
We are the freaks, the town's in danger 
Joyriding in my dad's corvette 
Our style is tough, we couldn't look stranger 
Flushed with booze, it's insane 
Gatecrashing, that's your game 
Hot to trot, can't complain 
Praise the lords, misbehave 

Raise your voice, make some noise 
Spit it out, scream out loud 

Parents gone, we own the building 
Let's call the gang, the coast is clear now 
Turn the house into a rave machine 
Let's smoke the stuff my folks left here now 
Rubbers on, let's get laid 
Now's the time to celebrate 
Drop those clothes, ooh I can't wait 
Praise the lords, misbehave 

Raise your voice, make some noise 
Spit it out, scream out loud 

We don't care about noise pollution 
cause the cops they are on our side 
Blow the speakers, let the windows shake 
Give the neighbours a sleepless night 
Bang your head, against the wall 
Jump around, smash it all 
Kick some ass, have a ball 
Praise the lords, misbehave 

Raise your voice, make some noise 
Spit it out, scream out loud
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