Back in the Saddle

Back in the saddle, White Nights

I called sixteen friends down, let's ride

We're gonna bomb the battlefield mall, we're gonna take you down

We're gonna build a street that's perfect, we're gonna make it last

We're comin' around

Up from the ground

Straight to your heart now

From my mouth

We've got the sound

Gonna give it out

And when we die the world won't end

Just keep on drinkin' till it spins

Colors abound

Gonna sell 'em out

Just wanna know you, what's wrong with that

We'll take you anywhere, but you know we're coming back

Just wanna know what's wrong with you

You're right across the street and I don't know what to do

Just wanna show you what I know, I know it's right

If I touch you once tonight this could turn everytime

Now that I told you, I wanna make it right

Gonna start tonight

We're comin' around, we got the sound, be on our side

Everytime!