From the east coast to the west coast
 Gotta gotta gotta go
 Two sounds of a revolution
 Gotta gotta gotta go
 In our hearts in our souls
 Gotta gotta gotta go
 United we stand devided we fall
 Gotta gotta go

 Can’t keep touch with you or me
 Gotta gotta go
 Need sense of security
 Gotta gotta go
 Want to live my life for me
 Gotta gotta go
 Why can’t they just let me be
 Gotta gotta go

 Say i’m crazy
 Just brain dead
 Planting thoughts
 Within my head
 Can’t believe
 What i’ve said
 What has [bad word] of me
 What has [bad word] of me

 Don’t believe what you’ve been told
 Gotta gotta go
 Never seen no streets paved in gold
 Gotta gotta go
 Mindless [bad word] me
 Gotta gotta go
 No such thing as something free
 Gotta gotta go

 Say i’m crazy
 Just brain dead
 Planting thoughts
 Within my head
 Can’t believe
 What i’ve said
 What has [bad word] of me
 What has [bad word] of me

 I gotta gotta go
 Gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 Gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta get out of here
 Gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 Gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta get out of here

 I gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta go
 I gotta gotta get
 Out of Here