Get out, Get out, Get out
You see the sun go down on the quiet town
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You fall asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now
The American moonlight plays on the left step freak (?)
My ventures play in the Chevrolet
I don't care about your face or the money you make
I buy a rebel flag like the Southern States
I work all day and every day I got my house shows on and my
bills are paid
I need a punk rock girl and a chronic eight
DJ spin my record let the music play come on
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
So where do we go from here
Cause it seems so hopeless
I just want to make a difference
But I can't seem to find my focus
When the streets get dark in the beach front city
Get out, Get out, Get out
You see the sun go down on the quiet town
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You fall asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
Now the words spoke, the silence broken
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