Tekster: Quiet riot. Stomp Your Hands Clap Your Feet.

Turn it up until it bangs your head
Tear it down, now mother don't play dead

People stand the noise
All the little toys
Put some more coke on the fire

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands to the beat
Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands to the beat

Mixed up kids lookin' for that night
They're gettin' high on everything in sight
Well alright

The music's pretty loud
Someone in the crowd
Think they're gonna cause us a riot

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands to the beat
Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands to the beat

Rock on, rock on, rock on

Stomp your hands, clap those feet, yeah
Stomp your hands to the beat

C'mon, boys

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
All night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stomp your hands, clap your feet

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands to the beat
All night long

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands, clap your feet

Stomp your hands, clap your feet
Stomp your hands, clap your feet