Well, the night's cold
And the sky's golden
With a promise of life
And I smile with a child's heart
As I write home
We gotta go, we gotta roll
While we are young and beautiful x2
Underneath your polished smiles
There's a little more
Than meets the eye... 
I'm not a man for neon lights
But we should get a glimpse before we die
We gotta go, we gotta roll
While we are young and beautiful x2
Gotta go! Gotta roll! Gold-Nation! 
Gotta roll, Before we're old! 
Gold-Nation!