Blitzkrieg Bop
[Originally by Ramones]
Hey ho, let's go hey ho, let's go hey ho, let's go hey ho, let's go
They're forming in straight line they're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
They're piling in the back seat they're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, let's go shoot'em in the back now what they want, I don't know
They're all reved up and ready to go
They're forming in straight line they're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
They're piling in the back seat they're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, let's go shoot'em in the back now
What they want, I don't know they're all reved up and ready to go
They're forming in straight line they're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop
They're piling in the back seat they're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop
Hey ho, let's go hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go hey ho, let's go
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