Wake up kids, it's time to bang your head Tonight's the night we're gonna raise the dead We're juvenile delinquent teens on a crash course down the boulevard of broken dreams It's a bad, bad scene All day long you got the rockin' pneumonia And the boogie woogie flu's gotta hold on ya Workin' hard from 9 – 5 Bust yo ass just to keep yourself alive And that ain't no jive The joint is jumpin', its about to bloom Ready, steady, go!
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You I'll have to drag me kickin' and screamin' (Dont pulí the plug) Black and blue or bleedin' (Don't pull the plug)
It's in my blood, it's like a drug (Just can k get enough) You can tie me up, you can tie me down Drag me through the mud but don't pull the plug!
Comin' at ya like a shotgun blast I'm feelin' so good but I lookin' like trash Fallin' in and outta bed with every pretty girl who turns my head Knockin' me dead The house is rockin', It's about to fall Here comes the wrecking ball
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