Humble Neighborhoods - Pink

We don’t wanna go home

We’re bad people and we do bad things 

Here we go, don’t ya know

We’re the ones that keep it wicked

Rock n’ Roll, all good, mix it up

That’s my ticket

Cruisin’ in my Cadillac Escalade trickin’

Sometimes like it easy, sometimes

Like it rugged

Keep control, don’t ya know

Hit the floor, run for cover

Flew around the world about fifty times over

From New York to LA to the white cliffs of

Dover, the road can be my enemy

The road can be my lover

(watch how we do this here

yeah, watch how we do this here) 

From the humble neighborhoods

We’re takin’ over the dance floor

From the humble neighborhoods

We’re gettin’ out of control

Here we go, hit the road

We’re the ones that make it crazy

Mix it up, try luck

This ain’t time to get lazy

Meetin’ at 11 in the hotel lobby

Same faces, different places

NEver knowin’ where we going now

Someday I’m gonna die but it

Won’t be from boredom

If you’ve got the skills then I suggest

That you throw down

Meet us at the spot ’cause it’s

Gonna be a showdown

Naw, you can’t ride the bus

Man you better cool down