Paroles de Praise The Lords
School's out, it's time to partyWe are the freaks, the town's in dangerJoyriding in my dad's corvetteOur style is tough, we couldn't look strangerFlushed with booze, it's insaneGatecrashing, that's your gameHot to trot, can't complainPraise the Lords, misbehaveRaise your voice, make some noise(Help me! Help me!)Spit it out, scream out loud(Help me! Help me!)Parents gone, we own the buildingLet's call the gang, the coast is clear nowTurn the house into a rave machineLet's smoke the stuff my folks left here, wowRubbers on, let's get laidNow's the time to celebrateDrop those clothes, ooh I can't waitPraise the Lords, misbehaveRaise your voice, make some noise(Help me! Help me!)Spit it out, scream out loud(Help me! Help me!)We don't care about noise pollutioncause the cops they are on our sideBlow the speakers, let the windows shakeGive the neighbours a sleepless nightBang your head, against the wallJump around, smash it allKick some ass, have a ballPraise the Lords, misbehaveRaise your voice, make some noise(Help me! Help me!)Spit it out, scream out loud(Help me! Help me!) (x2)
Adams, Olivier Jean Jacques / Engelen, Maurice Joseph / J K Magick Bvba, / Van Lierop, Cornelia Anita
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