Out in the streets at all hours of the night

Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights

Hey! There's no painless

way to say

that I pass on the piece of pie

that you planned as mine

I'm starving too but I'm hungry for life

Not that life,

But my life,

It's my time

My POS car with the radio playin'

The graveyard jockey is on the air sayin'

"Here's a new hot band outta Oakland..."

And it's the sound

Of my way out



We make noise

What else could we choose?

We're gonna be more than local boys

And shake! shake! shake!

The dust off these shoes



I used to watchThis kid

turning wrenches next door

He grew up

Engines strewn across the oil stained floor

I got a car

The next year

I knew better but let it fall

into disrepair

I gotta get awayGotta get away,

Gotta get away from here

But four wheels

aren't going to get me there

Summer time blues

on the front porch swinger

The jock says that

The Rage got a new singer

The first note

rips through the speaker

And it's the sound

of my way out



Yeah!

We make noise

What else could we choose?

We're gonna be more than local boys

And shake! shake! shake!

The dust off these shoes

We make noise

What else could we choose?

We're gonna be more than local boys

And shake! shake! shake!

The dust off these shoes...

The dust off these shoes...



We're the wolves

Prowlin' the shadows of these worn down streets

A rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books

To the highways -

To the low-way -

To the air waves -

We're all just tryn get a better look

At what's beyond the tall grass

That groes around this town

I gotta see the world for myself

And I only know one way to get out

Pick up my ticket to any where but here

It's got six strings and a soul

I gotta get away, Gotta get away

Gotta get away from here

Turn it up, and rock right out of this whole



We make noise

What else could we choose?

We're gonna be more than local boys

And shake! shake! shake!

The dust off these shoes

We make noise

What else could we choose?

We're gonna be more than local boys

And shake! shake! shake!

The dust off these shoes

Shake! Shake! Shake!

Shake! Shake! Shake!

Shake! Shake! Shake!

Shake! Shake! Shake!