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Walkin' down the street on a Tuesday night,
And I'm feelin' good, yeah, I feel alright!
But I'm tryin' hard not to pull a switch,
On some drunk frat punk and his stupid bitch!
Don't wanna get in a fight,
But I'm easy to incite,
And there's not a cop in sight, oh-oh!
Sing, Whoa-oh-oh, fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, fuck the Kells!
There's more jocks outside,
Than the motherfuckin' NFL!
Singing, whoa-oo-oh, fuck the Kells!
Yeeeaah!
Well everybody's been there once, yeah, no doubt.
But raise your hand if you didn't get thrown out!
They said, somethin' 'bout my lack of class,
Well, you can take this bar, n' shove it up your fucking ass!
Yeah, you got some world renown,
It's not the only bar in town.
It's just the first that I've burned down, oh-oh!
Say, Whoa-oh-oh, fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, fuck the Kells!
Fuck you, Fuck your mom,
Fuck your whole entire clientele.
Say, whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Lee-anne!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
Rise up rock city,
Now it's time to raise some hell!
Singin' Whoa-oo-oh, Fuck the Kells!
We're gonna burn this fucker⦠Doooowwwwnnnnnnn!