From the east coast to the west coast

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

True sounds of a revolution

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

In our hearts and in our souls

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

United we stand, divided we fall

Gotta, gotta, gotta go



Can't keep touch with you or me

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

Need sense of security

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

Want to live my life for me

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

Why can't they just let me be

Gotta, gotta, gotta go



Say I'm crazy, just brain dead

Planting thoughts within my head

Can't believe what I've said

What has become of me

What has become of me



Don't believe what you've been told

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

Never seen no streets paved in gold

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

Mindless violence ruined me

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

No such thing as something free

Gotta, gotta, gotta go



Say I'm crazy, just brain dead

Planting thoughts within my head

Can't believe what I've said

What has become of me

What has become of me



I gotta, gotta go

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

I gotta, gotta go

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

I gotta, gotta get out of here

Gotta, gotta, gotta go

I gotta, gotta go

Gotta, 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