Back in the saddle, White Nights
I've got sixteen friends down, let's ride.
We're gonna bomb the battlefield mall,
We're gonna take you down.
We're gonna build a street that's perfect,
We're gonna make it last.

We're comin' around
Up from the ground
Straight to your heart now
From my mouth.
We've got the sound
Gotta give it out

And when we die, the world won't end
Just keep on drinkin' 'til it spins
Colors abound,
Gotta sell 'em out.

Just wanna know you,
What's wrong with that?
We'll take you anywhere,
But you know we're coming back.

Just wanna know
What's wrong with you?
You're right across the street
And don't know what to do.

I never told you
What I want to
That I always knew you always knew
I wanna show you
That I come to
That I always knew you always knew

Just wanna show you what I know, I know it's right.
If I touch you once tonight, this could turn to everytime.
Now that I told you
I wanna make it right
Gonna start tonight
We're comin' around, we got the sound, be on our side.

Everytime!