we work and slave the day away we re raised in perfect families we fuck and fight like vagabonds we dance like fucking 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 smashed 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 cause this is home