Bout time you showed up         I was just about to count you out for giving up   When we were young we talked about the same things      Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating   We sure knew how to ride a crowd            The cops showed up because the music was loud,   but that's what being sixteen was all about      Step into the ring and swing and put the lights out            Six hundred rushed the stage      The crowd in a frenzy the band in a rage      Kick a little homage just for the old times      To spread the gospel and bust out a new rhyme   Gotta wonder what's next for the encore         Maybe some hip hop maybe something hardcore      Toughen up enough to throw your body out         Everbody move and put the lights out         Whe reap the pros in pain      A shock for the body and food for the brain      Power to the people who shook the cage         I'll make you ponder the thought succes   Read the fine print and turned the page      Could be a quality you possess   Get off your ass, don't be a burnout   Step into the thick of things and            Put the lights out