Turn It Up
JOSH THOMPSON · Turn It Up 2014 · Track 02 of 10
That son of a boss can't boss us all around no more We're all clocked out and clocked back into life Let's take these measly paychecks we've been working for And turn 'em into beer, yeah it's all downhill from here
Turn up the music, turn up the band Turn up the cold one there in your hand Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights Let all your problems go for the night Turn on the don't give a you know what And turn it up
No time to waste, let's own this place 'til closing time Have a few too many two-for-one's Might be headed for a headache, yeah, but we'll be fine And tomorrow we'll lift the fog with a little hair of the dog
Turn up the music, turn up the band Turn up the cold one there in your hand Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights Let all your problems go for the night Turn on the don't give a you know what And turn it up
Turn up the music, turn up the band Turn up the cold one there in your hand Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights Let all your problems go for the night Turn on the don't give a you know what And turn it up
Yeah, turn on the don't give a you know what And turn it up Yeah, turn it up