Let's Roll

Friday night and we're breaking free. Time to see what we're meant to be.

You wanted to escape from it all, but never knew how far you

fall. Stuck behind these prison walls of routine and protocol.

Pack the car and hit the gas, leave behind this working class.

Midnight highway calls our name, nothing left will be the same. Never looking back

at what we left behind. Freedom's calling and we're losing our minds.

We run, we drink, we have all the fun, racing toward the

rising sun. Shoulda done this a lot sooner. Now we're midnight highway cruisers.