I take my bike from the cellar
I gotta ride
I feel as if the world before me
Is going way too slow
Is there no end to all these new rules
Falling on me like rain
Everything cool gets taken away
And I get nothing to replace them with
I just say
See ya mom, See ya dad
I can’t help moving all the time
See ya mom, see ya dad
Sorry I ran past the front door once again
This is our freedom, the real deal
No more cages, are we brave enough
This is our freedom
This is our freedom
On the streets, all my friends going the same way
Thinking of the same things
I want to see all your mistakes
And not just be a bystander
See ya mom, See ya dad
I can’t help moving all the time
See ya mom, see ya dad
Sorry I ran past the front door once again
This is our freedom, the real deal
No more cages, are we brave enough
This is our freedom
This is our freedom
This is our freedom, the real deal
No more cages, are we brave enough
This is our freedom
This is our freedom
This is our freedom, the real deal..