yeah, yeah, yeah
were the outsiders looking lost like hounds in the street
got loving, living how you want it
nothing else matters to me
rough friends tall cans
we were the young punks living free
(got loving, living how you want it)
ralls your guns at the revelry
(got loving, living how you want it)
one for the sun coming up in the street
and for the nights for we never sleep
heres to the ones still living free
were shack shaking law breakong we aint calling police
got loving living how you want it
gotta get off your knees
rough hands tall cans
we were the young punks living free
(got loving, living how you want it)
ralls your guns at the revelry
(got loving, living how you want it)
one for the sun coming up in the street
and for the nights for we never sleep
heres to the ones still living free
we were the young punks living free
(got loving, living how you want it)
ralls your guns at the revelry
(got loving, living how you want it)
one for the sun coming up in the street
and for the nights for we never sleep
heres to the ones still living free

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