Lyrics:

Bring in the skins with the pins and the patches on their flights
The rovers with the clovers who've spent far too many nights
Out with us 'til closing time, we hope we're not imposing on you
Get the crew together, it's the old school off the bright

Flush the boys out of Dot, we're gonna need them there
And tell the trouble-makers that hang out in Harvard Square
We need every able asshole, every asshole you can spare
We're going off the bright, invite them to this fine affair

Tell the Irish in Southie and the South End Puerto Ricans
The North End Italians and the windbags up on Beacon Hill
There'll be no tomorrow, it's going down tonight
Get the crew together, it's the old school off the bright

We want the punks, the drunks, the lay-abouts, the steady working joes
The white collars, the rednecks and our blue-blooded bros
The jocks, preps, stoners, the homeless and homeowners
Every loser, boozer, drug abuser, sharpie and Two-Toner

We'll take the jills and bring on the jacks
From Forrest Hills all the way to Father Mac's
The rude girls and the rudies, don't fail, it's your duty
'Cause tonight will be the night
So get the crew together, it's the old school off the bright

It's the old school off the bright
It's the old school off the bright
It's the old school off the bright
Get the crew together, it's the old school off the bright