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
And I feel the love in the rhythm in the music of the street, yeah
And no one is gonna take that away from me
So I pick up a real change paper
As I walk on down the street, yeah, because
Vagabonds and troubadours, I built this city on punk rock cores
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music 'til no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back, yeah, come on
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 are filled with songs
And people playing it loud, so the whole world can sing along, yeah
And the cops go screaming by on the 99
There's a man with a smile and his guitar on
And he's holdin' a sign and it says
Vagabonds and troubadours, I built this city on punk rock cores
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music 'til no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back, yeah, come on, come on
Vagabonds and troubadours, I built this city on punk rock cores
And I for one cannot ignore the facts, yeah
So we will make music 'til no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back, yeah
So we will make music 'til no one refuses
We will take our airwaves back, yeah, come on
Vagabonds, yeah, vagabonds