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 fucking chords,
Drumkit, bass, 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 fucking job,
Sit at home like a fucking slob,
I prowl the street like I´m the fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking around,
We´re not fucking around,
We´re not fucking around,
We´re not fucking 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!