We work and slave the day away.
We`re raised in perfect families.
We f**king fight like vagabonds.
We dance like f**king animals.
Don`t stop the band is coming on.
Rude boys and punks will shout along.
Police cars bring cuffs and loaded guns.
Kids scream but laughing as they run.

I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
let go o-o-o, o-o-o
Cuz this is home.

Gunshots the punks are rioting.
The stage is slowly crumbling.
Smash doors and try to stay alive.
A few drinks and you look of broken light.
They`ll hide and call the cavalry.
Let`s dance in perfect harmony.
Get close the crowd will come apart.
That girl will try to make you hard.

I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
Let go o-o-o, o-o-o, do you wanna
This time I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna
Let go o-o-o, o-o-o,
Cuz this is Home.

I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
Let go o-o-o, o-o-o, do you wanna
This time I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna
Let go o-o-o, o-o-o,
Cuz this is Home.