Watch me make 'em bow One by one by, one You should see me in a crown I'm gonna run this nothing town Your silence is my favorite sound One by one by (one) One by one by Bite my tongue, bide my time Wearing a warning sign

A street fighting man For a street fighting man 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L.A. town There's just no place for a street fighting man Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summers here and

Out here way back, working on our laid back Tell everyone you know Sip it, tip it, pass it around Let's light up this two lane town Got our headlights circled, Chevrolet Saturday night at a river bank Silver bullets popping, got my speakers rocking A

This is your hometown My hometown Your hometown I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town He'd tousle my hair

All my old friends they don't know me now Now the music divides us into tribes Let's go for a drive, see the town tonight There's nothing to do but I don't mind when I'm with you This town's so strange they built it to change And while we sleep we know

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it So baby you a song Yeah, when I

You've been through what I've been through man Old boots, new dirt, no reminders I've got a feeling this town will get me over her Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt A cup of coffee from a waitress I ain't ever met She asked, "Are you just

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) All this trouble in this here town All this shit going down When will they focus, on this Streets ride up with the TV crews Look ma, we on the news But they didn't notice Before this They float

Could this thing last But the age of miracles, hadn't past The sun was shining everywhere A foggy day, in London town I viewed the morning, with alarm The British museum, had lost its charm For suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London town I