The Last Bell Ring

Well, let's make this clear
This is the time, the best time of the year
Fuck this shit, and pack your gear
Clean your mind, no stress no fear
Call your friends and open a beer
Find some place, doesn't have to be near
Play some music you all wanna hear
The is the time for, I wanna cheer
On our way, going fast, fast, fast
About the rules noone asked, asked, asked
Pretty girl shake that ass, ass, ass
Loser is the one who will pass, pass, pass
It's all good, there ain't no class
We wanna get drunk, bring one more glass
Smoking weed, we need to smoke that grass
Bring me some chick, my new summer lass

This is the start of summer
This is just our first base
I have a smile on my face
Fuck you as said in hot girl bummer
You don't need to drive a Hummer
To get to that place
You don't need to buy a rocket, to fell like you are in space
Opening my eyes, what do I see
Perfect paradise with a beach and sea
Wearing shorts and my nice white tee
There ain't better place where I wanna be

Seeing these girls ey eating their ice cream
Another show boy, another live stream
This feels like a nice dream
Staying true to my team
Staying true to my boys
Tonight let's make some noise
Hearing the last bell ring
Well that's one thing
Getting for the bottom to the top, what a swing
Now I feel like I'm a king
Summer that ain't spring
Lift your voice and let's sing
Lift your voice and let's sing

Taking a surf and jumping on that wave
We ain't dump bro, we are brave
All haters still hiding in the cave, I don't care what they say
They were the one's, who chose the easy way
Everything is fine, everything is alright
We can stay up, all night
Feeling fine while drinking glass of Sprite
Waiting to see the first day light

What you wanna do girl, what you wanna do?
Tell me what you want girl, I don't got a clue
Nice weather, good mood and the skies are blue
Giving you kisses, and enjoying the view
I still feel like I'm kid, or I never grew?
Everybody is quiet, when I'm coming through
I'm staying true to my team, staying true to my crew
I just wanna be with you, I gotta use some glue



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Mansfeld
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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