Chorus
We don't wanna go home
we're bad people and we do bad things
Here we go, don't you know, we're the ones to keep it wicked
rock n' roll, all good, mix it up, that's my ticket
cruising in my cadalac escalade trickin
sometimes like it easy, sometimes like it rugged
Keep control, don't you know, hit the floor, run for cover
flew around the world about fifty times over
from new york to LA, to the white cliffs at dover
the road can be my enemy, the road can be my lover
From the
we're takin' over the dance floor
From the humble neighborhoods
We're gettin' out of control
Here we go, hit the road, we're the ones to make it crazy
mix it up, dry luck, this ain't time to get lazy
meeting at eleven in the hotel lobby
seeing faces, different places, never knowing where we're going
Someday I'm gonna die, but it won't be from boredom
if you're got the skills, then i suggest that you throw down
meet us at the spot, cause it's gonna be a show down
and all you can't ride the bus, man you better cool down