I can’t get enough of living in the city
I get off the bus at Dexter and Denny
The sun’s coming up over the lake to my east
Yeah, and I feel the love in the middle of the music of the street
Yeah, and no one is gonna take that away from me
So I pick up real change paper as I walk on down the street because

Vagabonds and troubadours built this city on punk rock chords
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music till no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back

In the jet city of love, northwest in the evergreen state
People can't get enough of living in the darkness and the rain
But when the sun comes out the streets all fill with songs
And people playing it loud so the whole world can sing along
And the cops go screaming by on the 99
There's a man with a smile and his guitar on and he's holding a sign and it says

Vagabonds and troubadours built this city on punk rock chords
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music till no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back

Vagabonds and troubadours built this city on punk rock chords
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music till no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back