Sleeping in my car, I will undress you
Sleeping in my car, I will caress you
Sleeping in the back seat of my car
Making love to you
I can’t remember the inane things I started babbling about then
I know it didn’t really matter, she wasn’t listening
She just yanked up on the emergency brake
Dropped her seat back and told me to lie on top of her
On top of those leather pants of hers
Her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft, slightly oily folds
Positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab
Small and round like a tear
Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We’ll run 'til we drop, baby, we’ll never go back
I am your Angel of Music
Come to me, Angel of Music
Come together, right now
Over me
Come on, people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Oh, well, c’mon everybody and let’s get together tonight
I got some money in my jeans, and I’m really gonna spend it right
Well, I’ve been a doin’ my homework all the week long
And now, the house is empty and the folks are gone
Ooh, c’mon everybody
Well, come on let’s go
Let’s go, let’s go, little darlin’
And tell me that you’ll never leave me
Come on, come on, let’s go, ah
Again, again and again
Well, now
Swing me, swing me
All the way down there
Come on let’s go, little darlin’
Let’s go, let’s go again once more
Come on everyone we gotta get together now
Oh yeah, love’s the only thing that matters anyhow
And the beauty of life can only survive
If we love one another
Oh yeah yesterday my friends were marching out to war
Oh yeah listen now we ain’t a marching anymore
No we ain’t gonna fight
Only God has the right
To decide who’s to live and die
Don’t step out of this house if that’s the clothes you’re gonna wear
I’ll kick you out of my home if you don’t cut that hair
Your mom busted in and said, what’s that noise?
Aw, mom you’re just jealous it’s the Beastie Boys
You gotta fight for your right to party
You gotta fight for your right to party
Dad, I love you
But you don’t know the first thing about Rock and Roll!
You can’t depend on your teacher
You can’t depend on your preacher
You can’t depend on politicians
You can’t depend on superstitions
Love can rock you
Never stop you
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,
Love is like a rock
We don’t need protection
Don’t need your hand
Keep your promise on where we stand
We will listen we’ll understand
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We don’t need no education
We don’t need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher, leave them kids alone
Well, we got no class
And we got no principals
We ain’t got no innocence
We can’t even think of a word that rhymes
School’s out for summer
School’s out forever
School’s been blown to pieces
I can see you in the morning
When you go to school
Don’t forget your books
You know you gotta learn the golden rule
Teacher tells you
“Stop the playing, get on with your work
And be like Johnny Do-Good
Don’t you know he never shirks”
He’s coming along
Up in the mornin’ and out to school
The teacher is teachin’ the golden rule
American history and practical math
You studyin’ hard and hopin’ to pass
School Days – Chuck Berry
-“BB”-
Don’t know much about history
Don’t know much biology
Don’t know much about a science book
Don’t know much about the French I took
But I do know that I love you
And I know that if you love me, too
What a wonderful world this would be
School days, school days
Dear old golden rule days
Readin’ and ‘ritin’ and 'rithmetic
Taught to the tune of the hickory stick
You were my queen in calico
I was your bashful barefoot beau
And you wrote on my slate, “I love you, Joe”
When we were a couple of kids
Do you think I would leave you dying
There’s room on my horse for two
Climb up here Joe, we’ll soon by flying
Back to the ranks so blue
Can you feel Joe I’m all a tremble
Perhaps it’s the battle’s noise
But I think it’s that I remember
When we were two little boys