Josh Thompson - Turn It Up Lyrics
That son of a boss can't boss us around no moreWe're all clocked out and clocked back in to lifeLet's take these measly paychecks we've been working forAnd turn 'em into beer, hell, it's all downhill from hereTurn up the music, turn up the bandTurn up the cold one there in your handTurn up the feelgood, turn up the crazyTurn a little lovin' loose on me, babyTurn up the hell yeah, turn out the lightsLet all your problems go for tonightTurn on the don't-give-a-you-know-whatAnd turn it upYeah, no time to waste, we'll own this place til closin' timeHave a few too many two-for-onesMight be headed for a headache in the morning,, but we'll be fineAnd tomorrow, we'll lift the fog with a little hair of the dogTurn up the music, turn up the bandTurn up the cold one there in your handTurn up the feelgood, turn up the crazyTurn a little lovin' loose on me, babyTurn up the hell yeah, turn out the lightsLet all your problems go for tonightTurn on the don't-give-a-you-know-whatAnd turn it upTurn up the music, turn up the bandTurn up the cold one there in your handTurn up the feelgood, turn up the crazyTurn a little lovin' loose on me, babyTurn up the hell yeah, turn out the lightsLet all your problems go for tonightTurn on the don't-give-a-you-know-whatAnd turn it upYeah, turn on the don't-give-a-you know-whatAnd turn it upYeah, turn it up
