Praise the Lords

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 --- Praise the Lords - Lords of Acid