More Than Local Boys Lyrics - The Matches

Out in the streets at all hours of the night 

Softly bathed in flickering dashboard lights 

Hey! Theres no painless 

way to say 

that I pass on the piece of pie 

that you planned as mine 

I'm starving too, but I'm hungry for life 

Not that life, 

But my life, 

It's my time 

My POS car with the radio playin' 

The graveyard jockey is on the air sayin' 

"Here's a new hot band outta Oakland..." 

And it's the sound 

Of my way out 

We make noise 

What else could we choose? 

We're gonna be more than local boys 

And shake! shake! shake! 

The dust off these shoes 

I used to watch this kid 

turning wrenches next door 

He grew up 

Engines strewn across the oil stained floor 

I got a car 

The next year 

I knew better but let it fall 

into disrepair 

I gotta get away, gotta get away, 

Gotta get away from here 

But four wheels 

aren't going to get me there 

Summer time blues 

on the front porch swinger 

The jock says that 

The Rage got a new singer 

The first note 

rips through the speaker 

And it's the sound 

of my way out 

Yeah! 

We make noise 

What else could we choose? 

We're gonna be more than local boys 

And shake! shake! shake! 

The dust off these shoes 

We make noise 

What else could we choose? 

We're gonna be more than local boys 

And shake! shake! shake! 

The dust off these shoes... 

The dust off these shoes... 

We're the wolves 

Prowlin' the shadows of these worn down streets 

A rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books 

To the highways - 

To the low-way - 

To the air waves - 

We're all just trying get a better look 

At what's beyond the tall grass 

That grows around this town 

I gotta see the world for myself 

And I only know one way to get out 

Pick up my ticket to anywhere but here 

It's got six strings and a soul 

I gotta get away, Gotta get away 

Gotta get away from here 

Turn it up, and rock right out of this whole 

We make noise 

What else could we choose? 

We're gonna be more than local boys 

And shake! shake! shake! 

The dust off these shoes 

We make noise 

What else could we choose? 

We're gonna be more than local boys 

And shake! shake! shake! 

The dust off these shoes 

Shake! Shake! Shake! 

Shake! Shake! Shake! 

Shake! Shake! Shake! 

Shake! Shake! Shake!