[Intro] [record scratch, distorted guitar riff, heavy drums] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-now! [Verse 1] [rapping vocals, syncopated drum beat] Here's a little story I've got to tell About three bad brothers you know so well It started way back in history With Ad-Rock, MCA, and Mike D I had a little horse named Paul Revere Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer [guitar riff accents] Ride into the land, picking up the slack Always had the rhythm with the rhyme on my back One lonely Beastie I be All by myself without nobody The sun is beating down on my baseball hat The air is getting hot, the air is getting sticky Looking for a girl, I ran into a guy His name was MCA, I said "Howdy", he said "Hi" [Chorus] [shouted melodic vocals, full distortion guitar] (You gotta) Fight for your right To party! (You gotta) Fight for your right To party! [Outro] [guitar feedback, heavy drum hits] Party! Party! well I'm back...yes im...back....im...baaack....baaaack....back in black... She got that all night knockdown Spin me round, never touch ground I've been too long, I'm glad to be back Yes, I'm let loose from the noose That's kept me hanging about I'm just looking at the sky 'cause it's getting me high Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die I got nine lives, cat's eyes Abusing every one of them and runnin.....wild 'Cause I'm back, yes I'm back Well, I'm back, yes I'm back Well, I'm back, back Well, I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black Back in the back of a Cadillac Number one with a bullet, I'm a powerpack...drinkin...that... Brass munkey that funky munkey.... brass munkey....that funky junky...you gotta fight for your right to......paaaarty...MA your just jealous it's the beestie bouis
