Back To Our Roots

I'm sick and tired of the pumping of brass
Can't you see man that's all it takes
I'm just going through a time of the same
Going back to my roots again
I'm never losing
You know I'm always boozing
Thinking about the fun of the good ol' days
Standing on the corner
Pumping up our borders
Listen to the pistols on a summer day
Going back to our roots and starting again
We're not gonna be part of the buzz of a trend
Going back to our roots and starting again
Let's just tear it up all over again
Now we're back to our roots again
I ain't gonna be no dog's train
I'll just keep on being myself today
With no one to lead me astray
I keep on singing
The band keeps on jamming
To the roots of the good ol' days
Rocking on the corner
Pumping up our borders
Living in a structured life of vanity
Going back to our roots and starting again
We're not gonna be part of the buzz of a trend
Going back to our roots and starting again
Let's just tear it up all over again
Back to the roots, back to the roots
Back to the roots and starting again
Back to the roots, back to the roots
Back to the roots and starting again
Back to the roots, back to the roots
Back to the roots and starting again
Back to the roots, back to the roots
Back to the roots and starting again
I'm sick and tired of the pumping of brass
Can't you see man that's all it takes
I'm just going through a time of the same
Going back to my roots again
I'm never losing
You know I'm always boozing
Thinking about the fun of the good ol' days
Standing on the corner
Pumping up our borders
Listen to the pistols on a summer day
Going back to our roots and starting again
We're not gonna be part of the buzz of a trend
Going back to our roots and starting again
Let's just tear it up all over again
Going back to our roots and starting again
We're not gonna be part of the buzz of a trend
Going back to our roots and starting again
Let's just tear it up all over again