Beastie Boys

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 paaaaaaaaaaaaaarty You pop caught you smoking…

Here’s a little story i gots to tell About three bad brothers you know so well It started way back in history with adrock, mca and me, mike d I been had a little horsey named paul revere Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer Ridin’ cross the land, kickin’ up sand…

I can’t stand it, i know you planned it I’ma set it straight, this watergate I can’t stand rocking when i’m in here ’cause your crystal ball ain’t so crystal clear So while you sit back and wonder why I got this fucking thorn in my side Oh my god, it’s a mirage I’m telling…