| Song | We Don't Wanna Go |
| Artist | Slightly Stoopid |
| Album | Top of the World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When I reach inside my pockets | |
| All my money’s been spent | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think about the days back when | |
| It’s hard to get away | |
| From things you knew growing up | |
| Like rolling through the parties, see cops | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| Your better get up in line | |
| We only want the finest herbs from the vine | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| You better get up in line | |
| We only wanna play the music right | |
| We singin | |
| We don’t wanna go | |
| Don’t let it pass you by | |
| Even though these flashing lights | |
| They seem to shine your eyes so bright | |
| While the man come a reading you your rights | |
| Without warning | |
| Bless for the sounds that you hear | |
| Bless the badge and the gun for your fears | |
| All the ones that you’ve lost through them years | |
| Doing time when your time should be cleared | |
| We singing | |
| We don’t wanna go |
| When I reach inside my pockets | |
| All my money' s been spent | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think about the days back when | |
| It' s hard to get away | |
| From things you knew growing up | |
| Like rolling through the parties, see cops | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| Your better get up in line | |
| We only want the finest herbs from the vine | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| You better get up in line | |
| We only wanna play the music right | |
| We singin | |
| We don' t wanna go | |
| Don' t let it pass you by | |
| Even though these flashing lights | |
| They seem to shine your eyes so bright | |
| While the man come a reading you your rights | |
| Without warning | |
| Bless for the sounds that you hear | |
| Bless the badge and the gun for your fears | |
| All the ones that you' ve lost through them years | |
| Doing time when your time should be cleared | |
| We singing | |
| We don' t wanna go |
| When I reach inside my pockets | |
| All my money' s been spent | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think about the days back when | |
| It' s hard to get away | |
| From things you knew growing up | |
| Like rolling through the parties, see cops | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| Your better get up in line | |
| We only want the finest herbs from the vine | |
| Say Mr. Officer | |
| You better get up in line | |
| We only wanna play the music right | |
| We singin | |
| We don' t wanna go | |
| Don' t let it pass you by | |
| Even though these flashing lights | |
| They seem to shine your eyes so bright | |
| While the man come a reading you your rights | |
| Without warning | |
| Bless for the sounds that you hear | |
| Bless the badge and the gun for your fears | |
| All the ones that you' ve lost through them years | |
| Doing time when your time should be cleared | |
| We singing | |
| We don' t wanna go |