Now let me tell you? bout a story Way Back in the day When my parents decided they Would spend the weekend away And like fools they entrusted The house keys to me and said You better not have one of those Unruly house parties. And now the first thing I did As they rolled down the street I picked the telephone up And called all of my friends ? Cos tonight we're gonna party Like the world's gonna end Yeah tonight we're gonna party So you better call the FBI Yeah go call 911 ? Cos tonight we're gonna party Like the world's gonna end I never should have Advertised this gig on the net There was like 2000 people by By quarter to ten And there were kids everywhere Smoking all kinds of things I said you better not be in my moms bedroom Shagging And now I guess the neighbors didn't Dig the tunes that we spun ? Cos soon an entire SWAT team Scaled the wall with their guns And they was beating kids down With nightsticks just for fun Treating us like we was nothing But criminals on the run And the next thing I knew I woke up in a cell Yeah the next thing I knew they got me Talking with the FBI? The morning after and my head is in pain Feels like I was hit by a small freight train And I'm never gonna get that drunk again I'm never gonna get that drunk again Well maybe just not until next weekend?