Goddamn boy, you better get a move on

You can't stay here

You can barely get your shoes on

You're wasted, it's ok

Just that kind of day

Spending all my time thinking how I'm going to pay

The bank, the bills, the rent, the pills

Alimony, sad story, the walls are closing in on me

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh

Small town boy, never felt good enough (no quitter)

Fuck that noise, you know it's gonna turn around

Kick it into gear, push it till it plays

Working hard together so the music sounds insane

The highs, the lows, the nights that go

Into the morning when your searching for the magic moment

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh

(Fuck that) (fuck) That noise

(Fuck) That noise

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh

Ahh-ahh