Drop us off five blocks out	

Never we needed out more than now	

Never we felt this robbed	

Been so wronged ever before	

 	

Let us out of this ride	

We will be here all night watching skies	

We will be counting down,	standing tall	

Waiting for storm	

 	

Drop us off two blocks out	

Never we felt this robbed	

Half this town seems to be acting out 	

Acting like something is wrong	

 	

Wake me up someplace else	

Where we are less a mess	

Less a wreck	

Less on the offside line	

After that we will be gone	

 	

Always trouble will find me somehow – I know I know	

 	

Let us out of this ride	

We will be here all night watching skies	

We will be counting down,	standing tall	

Waiting for storm	

 	

Half this town seems to trip on something stronger now, 

Acting out	

We will walk the offside line	

After that we will be gone	

We would rather run