I'm on a holiday Hooligan's holiday, yeah Drop dead beauties stompin' up a storm Lines of hell on our face Bruised bad apples crawling through the night Busted loose, runaway, runaway Always, always a thrill without a motive And 30 days, such a haze Everybody wants a piece of the action, no way Everybody wants a piece of the pie, yeah, yeah We're on a holiday Hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away Hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's, yeah Cross-eyed derelicts are comin' Iron horse between our legs Tattoos, black manes flowin' Every day's a holidaze Everybody wants a piece of the action, yes, I do Everybody wants a piece of the pie They want a piece of mind We're on a holiday Hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away Hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's Modern times and new blood pumpin' Only the strong survive Everybody wants a piece of the action, no way Everybody wants a piece of the pie I gotta get away We're on a holiday Hooligan's holiday I'm on a holiday, hooligan's I gotta get away Hooligan's holiday We're on a holiday, hooligan's Everybody wants a piece of the action You better get away Everybody wants a piece of the pie We're on a holiday Hooligan's holiday We on our way

Smoke my hoochie You say that I'm the devil Reali-T.H.C. Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too Mister President, tell the truth You're the great exaggerators since 1932 Telling evils of the reefer But all through time we've smoked the sky Smoke the sky Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind J.F.K. sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke? '63 went up in smoke He was the great seducer crawling from our TVs Breathed hope into our future Before he died, he smoked the sky Smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the sky B.C. hailed it heaven, I inhaled it too Reali-T.H.C. When inside we'll smoke the sky Smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the When inside we'll toke the When inside we'll smoke the sky

Just a gang of four Got each other's back Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack Tearin' up the world Put ourselves through hell Just to have a story we can tell You can't stop us cuz we're Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin' If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin Like a midnight alley fight Come on come on come on come on bring it Local gutter rats On the streets of gold Crashing stolen cars and sellin' souls Setting off alarms Watch the system burn Ain't it crazy how the tables turn You can't stop us cuz' we're Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin' If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin Like a midnight alley fight Come on come on come on come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin' If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swinin Like a midnight alley fight Come on come on come on come on bring it