We were playing on the big stage
Ten million people a night
Saw my name on the marquee
Saw my name in the golden light
All praised by the critic's pen
Jet set like a president
If no one's screaming what's that rocking all about
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, it's not enough
We're not leaving till we give it all we got
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, woah
Day dreaming in the classroom
Writing songs on the back of the page
I didn't know what I was doing
Every line was a new cliché
But we are the seed and it's really
ripe, good top dirt in the bright sunshine
If no one's screaming what's that rocking all about
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, it's not enough
We're not leaving till we give it all we got
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, woah
I found the beat, it was in my hands
Down in the basement with all of my friends
Better watch the kids, they're gonna fight to win
Down in the basement a war begins
Down in the basement a war begins
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, it's not enough
We're not leaving till we give it all we got
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, woah
Hit the street hit the alley hit the club
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, it's not enough
These melodies roll like a lion in our lungs
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up up up up up, woah
Oh woah

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