We turn it up, we turn it up. We're coming up, we're coming up.
Out in the streets, I hear the crack of thunder. People keeping low, people searching for some cover, But in my room, I hear the sound of trumpets, Meeting me through the field that keeps us in.
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
Message to the world, can you feel the heat is rising? From the heights of above the storm, Can you see the lightnings flashing? From where I live, I hear the voices joining. Like trumpets through the field they used to keep us in.
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
If you're afraid, fear will only break your heart. If you're afraid, you know your walls will keep them away.
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
We turn it up, we turn it up We don't care what you say We're coming up, we're coming up. We don't care what you say
Compositores: David Mccracken (Dave Mccracken), Nanna Oeland Fabricius, Brian Michael Fallon ECAD: Obra #5515163 Fonograma #12054843