Brownsville Station - Kings Of The Party

[SPOKEN]
 All right now, get your
 Ears lowered down to the speakers
 So you can understand
 What I'm talking about
 You know it seems like
 No matter where we go
 To play a concert at
 There's one thing
 That remains constant
 From the beginning to the
 Cery end of the show
 You can always count on about
 One hundred to five hundred people
 Down at the very front row
 Screaming one word at the
 Top of their lungs, boogie
 And sometimes, the feeling
 Prevails upon 'em so hard, beloved
 But they just have to
 Mount up on the stage
 And get to gigging with the band
 And when they do, uh oh
 Here comes the security fuzz
 And the scene is something like this
 Hey, you guys are really good, man
 I dig up on you guys.
 When you gonna play
 Smokin' In The... ow ow ow
 Man, you made me drop my
 Bottle of wine on the floor
 See, there you go
 So we're gonna dedicate this
 Song to everybody listening
 Because the ones that get into it
 Are definitely the kings of the party

 Well, every Friday night
 There's a concert in their town
 You know they all get together
 And they're ready to party down
 And ole Brownsville Station
 Really digs 'em cause they get it on

 You see the chicks
 They all go crazy, oh
 When the band begins to play
 And the guys make so much noise
 They scare all the cops away
 But together we start to
 Change the show into a
 Rock and roll holiday

 We're the kings of the party
 We're the baddest people alive
 We're the kings of the party
 Aw, come on and slip me five
 Now we're the kings of the party
 Cause we're the baddest people alive

 Ten thousand eyes watching
 While we leave the floor
 Ten thousand tongues
 Screaming more, more
 And there were fifteen hundred
 Still waiting outside the door

 Cause we're the kings of the party
 The baddest people alive
 We're the kings of the party
 Come on and slip me five
 We're the kings of the party
 Yes, we're the baddest people alive

 We're the kings of the party
 The baddest people alive
 We're the kings of the party
 Come down, down on and slip me five
 We're the kings, the kings
 Of the rock and roll party
 Cause we get it on

 We're the kings of the party
 We're the baddest people alive
 We're the kings of the party
 Aw, come on and slip me five
 We're the kings of the party
 Cause we're the baddest people alive