Beastie Boys Paul Revere Lyrics

Paul Revere Lyrics

Now here's a little story - I've got to tell
     About three bad brothers - you know so well
     It started way back in history
     With Adrock, M.C.A., and me - Mike D.
     Been had a little horsy named Paul Revere
     Just me and my horsy and a quart of beer
     Riding across the land - kicking up sand
     Sheriff's posse on my tail cause I'm in demand
     One lonely Beastie I be
     All by myself - without nobody
     The sun is beating down on my baseball hat
     The air is gettin' hot - the beer is getting flat
     Lookin' for a girl - I ran into a guy
     His name is M.C.A., I said, "Howdy" - he said, "Hi"

     He told a little story - that sounded well rehearsed
     Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst
     The brew was in my hand - and he was on my tip
     His voice was hoarse, his throat was dry - he asked me for a sip
     He said, "Can I get some?"
     I said, "You can't get none!"
     Had a chance to run
     He pulled out his shotgun
     He was quick on the draw - I thought I'd be dead
     He put the gun to my head and this is what he said,

     "Now my name is M.C.A. - I've got a license to kill
     I think you know what time it is - it's time to get ill
     Now what do we have here - an outlaw and his beer
     I run this land, you understand - I make myself clear."
     We stepped into the wind - he had a gun, I had a grin
     You think this story's over but it's ready to begin

     "Now I got the gun - you got the brew
     You got two choices of what you can do
     It's not a tough decision as you can see
     I can blow you away or you can ride with me" I said, 
     I'll ride with you if you can get me to the border
     The sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
     I did it like this - I did it like that
     I did it with a whiffleball bat
     So I'm on the run - the cop's got my gun
     And right about now - it's time to have some fun
     The King Adrock - that is my name
     And I know the fly spot where they got the champagne."
     We rode for six hours the we hit the spot
     The beat was a bumping and the girlies was hot
     This dude was staring like he knows who we are
     We took the empty spot next to him at the bar
     M.C.A. said, "Yo, you know this kid?"
     I said, "I didn't." - but I know he did
     The kid said, "Get ready cause this ain't funny
     My name's Mike D. and I'm about to get money."
     Pulled out the jammy - aimed it at the sky
     He yelled, "Stick 'em up!" - and let two fly
     Hands went up and people hit the floor
     He wasted two kids that ran for the door
     "I'm Mike D. and I get respect
     Your cash and your jewelry is what I expect"
     M.C.A. was with it and he's my ace
     So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the face
     The piano player's out - the music stopped
     His boy had beef - and he got dropped
     Mike D. grabbed the money - M.C.A. snatched the gold
     I grabbed two girlies and a beer that's cold.