Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Hoppus
Bass Guitar
Roger Joseph Manning, Jr.
Keyboards
Tom DeLonge
Lead Vocals
Travis Barker
Drums
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
blink-182
Producer
Chris Holmes
Co-Producer
Daniel Jensen
Drum Technician
Doug Reesh
Guitar Technician
Femio Hernandez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
James M. Ingram
Additional Engineer
Jeff Newell
Co-Producer
Paul Lamalfa
Assistant Engineer
Robert Ortiz
Bass Technician
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
We work and slave the day away
Well raised in perfect families
We fuck and fight like vagabonds
We dance like fuckin' animals
Don't stop, the band is coming on
Rude boys and punks will shout along
Police cars bring cuffs and loaded guns
Kids scream, but laughing as they run
I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
Let go? Yo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 'cause this is home
Gunshots, the punks are rioting
The stage is slowly crumbling
Smash doors and try to stay alive
A few drinks and a lot of broken lights
Go hide and call the cavalry
Let's dance in perfect harmony
Get close, the crowd will come apart
That girl will try to make you hard
I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
Let go? Yo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, do you wanna
This time? I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna
Let go, yo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 'cause this is home
I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna
Let go? Yo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, do you wanna
This time? I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna
Let go, yo-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 'cause this is home
Writer(s): Mark Hoppus, Travis L. Barker, Thomas Delonge
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