A revolution to the old school days Raise a clenched fist and bang your heads A senior class of raising hell and bleeding ears Born into madness, taught through the golden years Heroes sang of devils and crazy times A little too much for the sober minds An ever constant, the lifeblood in our veins This is our history and always will remain Throw your hands up, feel the rage inside of you This is who we are and are proud to be Crank it up now, feel the noise take over you Take it back, back to the old school