(chorus) No sleep ’til — Brooklyn
Foot on the pedal — never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job’s 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 illing and able
Ain’t no faking — your money I’m taking
Going coast to coast — watching all the girlies shaking
While you’re at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden — cold kickin’ it live
(bridge) No sleep ’til —
Another place — 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 thrashing hotels like it’s going out of style
Getting paid along the way cause it’s worth your while
Four on the floor — Adrock’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
(repeat bridge)
(repeat chorus)
Ain’t seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. — get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn — U.S.A.
They all 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 hos
Step off homes — get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form here to L.A.
Waking up before I get to sleep
Cause I’ll be rocking this party eight days a week
(repeat chorus)
