Lyrics Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys

No Sleep till Brooklyn

No sleep till, Brooklyn!

Foot on the pedal

Never ever false metal

Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle

My job ain't a job

It's a damn good time

City to city I'm running my rhymes.

On location

Touring around the nation

Beastie Boys always on vacation

Itchy trigger finger

But a stable turntable

I do what I do best

Because I'm willing and able.

Ain't no faking

Your money I'm taking

Going coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking.

While you're at the job working nine to five

The Beastie Boys at the Garden

Cold kickin' it live.

No sleep till

Another plane

Another train

Another bottle in the brain

Another girl

Another fight

Another drive all night.

Our manager's crazy

He always smokes dust

He's got his own room at the back of the bus.

Tour around the world

You rock around the clock

Plane to hotel

Girls on the jock.

We're trashing hotels like it's going out of style

Getting paid along the way

'Cause it's worth your while.

Four on the floor Ad-Rock's out the door

M.C.A.'s in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore.

We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack

With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back.

No sleep till

No sleep till Brooklyn ! No sleep till Brooklyn !

Ain't seen the light since we started this band

M.C.A. ! Get on the mike

My man!

Born and bred Brooklyn

The U.S.A.

They call me Adam Yauch

But I'm M.C.A.

Like a lemon to a lime

A lime to a lemon

I sip the def ale with all the fly women.

Got limos

Arena

TV-shows

Autograph pictures and classy hoes

Step off Homes

Get out of my way

Taxing little girlies from here to L.A.

Waking up

Before I get to sleep

'Cause I'll be rockin' this party eight days a week!

No sleep till

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!

No sleep till Brooklyn!