I'm sick, sick of my house
Let's go, let's get outside
Take a look around, Brooklyn's changed, who are these stains?
Buy another round still feels good to be home, hey
But lucky me, we like the heat
Life is slow, pick up the beat
Drums catch fire, can we go a little higher?
Tell me is it time to run
Go, go, go
(Go, go, go)
(Go, go, go)
We sing like mean it
Just loud, without the sheen yeah
Took a look around this old town feeling bitter sweet
Buy another round there's some new lines down on Grand Street
My friends we sing the same song
And it's not for everyone
On my handle bars, watch out for bumps up in the road
You closed your eyes told me, speed up, come on let's
Go, go, go
Because if we go, go, go
Go, go, go
