Call the Cops

Cops don't like me
 So I don't like cops
 Well you see the punks walking down the street
 Your neighbour's house, they're gonna meet
 At 9 o'clock
 Ashtray starts
 Call the fucking cops!
 We got kegs of PBR, waiting to get drunk
 The cops will always show up because they hate punks
 When are they gonna realize?
 They can't rationalise their fucked up lives
 By breaking up our parties and beating us up
 The bathroom's full, the toilet's broke
 My last beer and your last smoke
 In the back another fight!
 Well I can't wait till a Friday night
 (Friday Night)
 Friday night!
 Well it's Saturday night and I'm back again
 Stacy's party's about to begin
 First band sucks but they're on tour
 Then we hear a knock knock on the door
 Now I know all the cops don't have a master plan
 They must be big Ashtray fans
 Every party we play, they show up
 Right on time
 All the beer is in my trunk
 Well I can't drive 'cause I'm too drunk
 The cops come in, looking for a fight
 Well I can't wait till Saturday night
 (Saturday Night)
 I can't wait till Friday night
 I'm getting drunk on Friday night
 Ashtray's playing on Friday night
 CALL THE FUCKING COPS!