(Go, go, go)

(Go, go, go)

I'm sick, sick of my house

Let's go, let's get out now

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)

(Go, go, go)

We sing like we mean it

Just loud, without the sheen, yeah

Took a look around, this old town feelin' bittersweet

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 handlebars, watch out for bumps up in the road

You close your eyes, told me speed up, come on let's go, go, go

Because if we go, go, go

Hey, go, go, go