Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Gitarre
noodles
noodles
Gitarre
Brandon Pertzborn
Brandon Pertzborn
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bob Rock
Bob Rock
Produzent:in
Adam Greenholtz
Adam Greenholtz
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Get on your knees, tell me what you believe
In the middle of the night 'cause you'll never make it right
I get no relief from the pain underneath
And it's all in the fight, everybody takes a bite
I'm here in the way, you don't know what to say
'Cause you can't face the facts when they've caught you in the act
Prometheus to Armageddon, we're right on track
Like a panic attack, got a rocket on my back
[Chorus]
(Whoa-oh-oh) And now I'm energized
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm ready for a fight
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm sick of being nice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Light it up, light it up, light it up
Got a rocket on my back
[Verse 2]
It's the same old song that we've heard all along
It's a loss by degrees, it's society's disease
I've been pushed around, been holding it down
While you stab me in the back, and I think I'm gonna crack
I'm sick of the way that you throw it away
With a rabbit in the hat when they've caught you in the act
Prometheus to Armageddon, we're right on track
Like a panic attack, got a rocket on my back
[Chorus]
(Whoa-oh-oh) And now I'm energized
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm ready for a fight
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm sick of being nice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Light it up, light it up, light it up
Got a rocket on my back
[PostChorus]
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh) Got a rocket on my back
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh) Got a rocket on my back
[Bridge]
And I think I'm gonna crack
Light it up, light it up
Got a rocket on my back
[Bridge]
And now I'm energized
I'm ready for a fight
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
It's the same old song that we've heard all along
It's a loss by degrees, it's society's disease
I've been pushed around, been holding it down
While you stab me in the back, and I think I'm gonna crack
I'm here in the way, you don't know what to say
'Cause you can't face the facts when they've caught you in the act
Prometheus to Armageddon, we're right on track
Like a panic attack, got a rocket on my back
[Chorus]
(Whoa-oh-oh) And now I'm energized
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm ready for a fight
(Whoa-oh-oh) I'm sick of being nice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Light it up, light it up, light it up
Got a rocket on my back
Got a rocket on my back
[PostChorus]
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh) Got a rocket on my back
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh) Got a rocket on my back
Written by: Dexter Holland
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