Текст: P!nk. Humble Neighborhoods.

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 who keep it wicked
Rock n' Roll, all good, mix it up
That's my ticket
Cruisin' in my Cadilac Esclade trickin'
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes like it rugged
Keep control, dont 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

From the humble neighborhoods
We're takin' over the dance floor
From the humble neighborhoods
We're gettin' out of control

Here we go, don't ya know
We're the ones who keep it crazy
This ain't the 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 skills then I suggest
That you throw down
Meet us at the spot 'cause its
Gonna be a showdown
Naw, you can't ride the bus
Man, you better cool down

From the humble neighborhoods
We're takin' over the dance floor
From the humble neighborhoods
We're gettin' out of control

Here we go, don't ya know
We're the ones who keep it wicked
Rock n' Roll, all good, mix it up
That's my ticket
Cruisin' in my Cadilac Esclade trickin'
Sometimes like it easy, sometimes like it rugged
Keep control, dont 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

From the humble neighborhoods
We're takin' over the dance floor
From the humble neighborhoods
We're gettin' out of control