run run run

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 (you gotta go? Come back)

On location, touring round 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 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