Loading…
Comments
Lyrics
[Intro]
Hey! Hey!
[Verse 1]
You left your board beside the laundry room
Missed the last bus, still got somewhere to prove
A cracked-up watch says we are running late
But every red light only makes us accelerate
[Pre-Chorus]
No map, no plan, no second try
We hit the curb and scrape the sky
[Chorus]
Get up, get out, don’t wait around
We’re turning every wrong-way sign upside down
Stand close, shout loud, let the whole block know
We’ve got one more mile and nowhere else to go
[Verse 2]
The payphone swallowed every quarter we had
You laughed so hard the busted speaker sounded glad
A borrowed jacket, two receipts, one broken lace
Still looking like trouble with a grin across your face
[Pre-Chorus]
No map, no plan, no second try
We hit the curb and scrape the sky
[Chorus]
Get up, get out, don’t wait around
We’re turning every wrong-way sign upside down
Stand close, shout loud, let the whole block know
We’ve got one more mile and nowhere else to go
[Bridge]
Whoa-oh! Keep moving!
Whoa-oh! No slowing!
If the night runs out, we’ll make our own way home
[Final Chorus]
Get up, get out, don’t wait around
We’re turning every wrong-way sign upside down
Stand close, shout loud, let the whole block know
We’ve got one more mile and nowhere else to go
[Outro]
Hey! Hey!
Nowhere else to go!
Details
GeneratedSep 7, 2026
Duration2:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
1990s Southern California skate punk, very fast 4/4, bright distorted power-chord guitars, punchy picked bass, tight driving drums with energetic fills, urgent nasal male lead vocal, gang-vocal shout accents, compact verse-chorus arrangement, crisp aggressive mix, sudden stops and fast transitions
Credits
Prompt by
DiveBarRunners
DiveBarRunnersModelAria v5.5
Prompt
1990s Southern California skate punk, very fast 4/4 tempo, bright distorted power-chord guitars, punchy pick bass, tight driving drums with energetic fills, gang-vocal shout accents, urgent nasal male
