Roadblock

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!