We get a little crazy We get a little loud We're never gonna fake it We are wild We are free We are more than you think So call us freaks But that's just the way we roll

Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumblin' around like a wasted zombie Yeah, we think we're free Drink, this one's on me We're all chained to the rhythm So comfortable, we're livin' in a bubble, bubble So comfortable,

Falling all in I'm thinking baby There's no safety net that's underneath, I'm free Trapped up on a tightrope now we're here, we're free Be mine, be mine, yeah Anytime, anytime Ooh, you know I've been alone for quite a while haven't I? I thought I knew it

I've been rollin' on the freeway I've been riding 85 I've been thinking way too much And I'm way too gone to drive I got anger in my chest I got millions on my mind And you didn't fit the picture So I guess you weren't the vibe I come through with

Is it real, cause you're on live I'm a good son You're a good son When we were coming down they said it was too soon I never had to lie no no no no We were coming down, they left us all alone Way to nowhere, nowhere. I know you've been around I feel you

Are we free or afraid Of what we're told Are we out of or under My mind's only made of dust From stars and clouds and oceans all unseen Mercury's in retrograde Don't believe a thing I say You know I don't believe that stuff

Until you were gone Ice cold, I freeze up when I see ya Left you just to find out that I need ya So far, I wanna pull you closer I wish we could start the whole thing over Ever since I left you I’ve been trying to get you back And it keeps getting worse

We're gonna celebrate One more time Celebrate and dance so free Music's got me feeling so free One more time we're gonna celebrate One more time Oh yeah all right don't stop the dancing Oh yeah don't stop the dancing

I fell in love in the back of a cop car But there was somethin' bout the way The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes I was too busy watching you Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Running

We've got to get away, get away And the rest of our lives we'll be free You and me, we're helpless can't you see Got to move on, catch the next train And we'll be gone Get your blue jeans right on, babe Put on your old brown shoes Right on your feet Time