We'll take the scene and burn it down
Rebuild the love and take back the sound
We got miles of smiles
And mouths full of gasoline
I am sure I can step outside and find a match from a clammy hand
Cold hands are about to get warmer
New ears are about to find a reason
To this passion
To this passion
We want some sweat
On the top of your lips
On the top of your lips
On the top of your lips
Our lungs are the speakers and this fire is our excuse
Because I don't care about whatever happened to born to rock 'n' roll
I don't care about born to rock 'n' roll
We'll take the scene and burn it down
Rebuild the love and take back the sound
We'll take the scene and burn it down
Rebuild the love and take back the sound
And if bragging
Where you've been
Makes you sleep easier
Well, lay your head down
And stay there in your slumber
And stay there in your slumber
So throw us your drama
We like the taste of bullshit
This fire will never ever be put out