Lyrics Crank Up the Fuckin' Volume - Public Enemies

Crank up the fuckin' volume

When I started in this business
Rock N' Roll was defined like this
Two Jews and a guinea recording four schvartzes on a single track
Now, it's changed so much, it's not even recognizable
As to think people used to be so afraid of
And that's not a judgement
I mean, I always tried to give the audience what they wanted
And in return they made me ridiculously, stinking, fuckin' rich
Hey, you know what?
Let me just shut up, put the record on for you
Drop the needle and crank up the fuckin' volume

Crank up the fuckin' volume

I had a golden ear, a silver tongue, and a pair of brass balls
But the problem became my nose and everything I put up it
But fuck it
Hey, you know what?
Let me just shut up, put the record on for you
Drop the needle and crank up the fuckin' volume

Crank up the fuckin' volume

I started at the bottom
Working every club in New York
I mopped floors, swabbed ashtrays, hauled kegs
You think you work hard?
Try scraping Chubby Checker's vomit off the inside of a toilet stall

Hey, you know what?
Let me just shut up, put the record on for you
Drop the needle and crank up the fuckin' volume

Crank up the fuckin' volume
Crank up the fuckin' volume