Go!
Go!
Go!
Walk into the party, didn't know who you are,
Said quick quick on the living room floor,
All I know is about three f**ing chords,
Drumkit, ba**, and electric guitar.
We're headed out to another show,
Don't know which way it's gonna go,
Don't even think about it,
Don't even care,
When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it,
When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right,
All right,
When all the punks come out tonight!
Go to work, go to school, get a f**ing job,
Sit at home like a f**ing slob,
I prowl the street like I'm the f**ing law,
All too crazy, tripped and crawl,
Depression can't cut me out of the music,
So I choose it,
I use it,
I won't f**ing lose it!
We're headed out to another show,
Don't know which way it's gonna go,
Don't even think about it,
Don't even care,
When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it,
When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right,
All right,
When all the punks come out tonight!
We're not f**ing around,
We're not f**ing around,
We're not f**ing around,
We're not f**ing around!
We're headed out to another show,
Don't know which way it's gonna go,
Don't even think about it,
Don't even care,
When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it,
When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right,
All right,
When all the punks come out tonight!
Tonight!
Tonight!
Tonight!