[Instrumental] I’m done biting my tongue for the room done nodding along to the council’s soft doom We got a busted amp and a borrowed mic and rent due Monday after a ten-hour night So hit it loud, let the rafters shake we’re not here to smile for the zoning board’s sake Hands up, boots on, no dress code tonight we came in loud and we’re leaving with our rights Hey, hey, say it back Hey, hey, say it back Burn it down, pass it on Burn it down, pass it on We don’t wait, we don’t beg in we hit the curb and let the whole block in On the bus home, on the graveyard shift on the chain-link fence with the union stencil drip Your rules look firm till we stand up close then they peel apart like flyers on a wet lamppost Hey, hey, say it back Hey, hey, say it back Burn it down, pass it on Burn it down, pass it on We don’t wait, we don’t beg in we hit the curb and let the whole block in No polished talk, no clean excuse just a busted tariff and a live-wire fuse If they shut one lane, we build a new route with scuffed-up shoes and a mic cut loose Hey, hey, say it back Hey, hey, say it back Burn it down, pass it on Burn it down, pass it on We don’t wait, we don’t beg in we hit the curb and let the whole block in
