Letras:
House Of Pain House And The Rising Son

pub And crack a brew, what the fuck ya gonna do? I rip shit, kill it, cut your gut and spill it Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it And

cut your gut and spill it Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it And take ya for a ride to where I reside Put your face in my pillow, and

props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and

got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down [x2] So get out your seats and jump around Jump around [x3] Jump up Jump up and

Wayside, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on Chorus And life goes on (13x) And on and on till the break of dawn And

got props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and

Of sights unseen and voices unheard And finally the bomb gets the last word Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews And everybody's bodies are used and

my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seats and jump around Jump around, jump up and get down Jump around, jump around Jump up and

and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up jump up and get down Jump (18x) I'll serve your ass like john