Right right, turn off the lights We gonna lose our minds tonight What's the dealio? I love when it's all too much Five AM turn the radio up Where's the rock and roll? Party crasher, pantie snatcher Call me up if you are gangster Don't be fancy, just get dancey Why so serious? So raise your gla** if you are wrong In all the right ways All my underdogs, we will never be, never be Anything but loud And nitty gritty dirty little freaks Won't you come on, and come on, and Raise your gla** Just come on and come on and Raise your gla** Just come on and come on and Raise your gla** Just come on and come on and Raise your gla** So if you're too school for cool And you're treated like a fool You could choose to let it go We can always, we can always Party on our own