Rewind the clock, we were
Riding a wave of Oz rock, we were
B-barely of age to take charge
Or pack our guitars for the long flight
SheÂ’ll be right
No cash or plan, we were
Criss-crossinÂ’ the States in some van, we were
C-cookinÂ’ up beans on the block
While the motor was hot
SomethingÂ’s gonna blow
LetÂ’s get to the show
Give us half an inch, weÂ’ll be tackinÂ’ on a mile
Give us a half stage, weÂ’ll start up a rampage
Put on your backpack
Throw out your roadmap
GodÂ’ll use anything
Check it and see
HeÂ’s giving us more
Than we ever could ask for
ThatÂ’s the way we roll
‘Cause we’ve been set free
ThatÂ’s the way we roll
‘Cause we’ve been set free
Reset the stage, we were
Out rattlinÂ’ the cage with each show, we were
Out hawkinÂ’ our shirts for more lights
‘Til Shine hit the brights
And we saw your faces
And we got new bassists
The good and the lame, we were
SpinninÂ’ our drums like a dial, we were
BlowinÂ’ up domes from a pile
It worked for awhile
If yours didnÂ’t rise
We apologize
All weÂ’ve got to give is a God-given drive
He keeps us movinÂ’, He keeps on provinÂ’
Lighten up
WeÂ’ll lighten up the load at the starting gate
WeÂ’ll lighten up the load to a fighting Weight
WeÂ’ll light up the road, come on
Kiss your mama goodbye
We gotta fly
compositores: JEFF FRANKENSTEIN, PETER FURLER, STEVE TAYLOR, STUART GARRARD
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