Released: December 6, 2005

Songwriter: James “Munky” Shaffer Scott Spock Graham Edwards Lauren Christy David Silveria Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu Jonathan Davis

Producer: The Matrix Jonathan Davis

[Verse 1]
I'm getting out, I'm leaving here
I'm kicking right through this door
I stole your girl who was my girl
I always said she's a whore
Bust through, accelerate
From everything I hate
Now this is my kind of disaster
Break in and take what we want
And then burn down the liquor store
Pick up our friends tell them
"Let's all get in don't ask what it's for."
Sub woofer kicking it
Porn on the TV screen
These spinning rims don't go no faster

[Chorus]
We can ride all night
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one
Just follow the light
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one

[Verse 2]
We're flipping off the people
Who dissed on us that's just our game
We're throwing bricks right through their windows
And then we drive away
Let's break this, spin around
New things are better found
We keep on changing our direction
Go past the school, the church
The places that caused us hurt, we're done
If we keep moving forward
Maybe we'll forget where we're from
We're gonna shake things up
We're gonna break you down
We'll fuel this car with our rejection

[Chorus]
We can ride all night
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one
Just follow the light
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one

[Verse 3]
You can never go back not even
If you wanted to know where, you're in deep now
You've been fucking up real good lately
One minute you come from zero, go now

[Chorus]
We can ride all night
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one
Just follow the light
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one
We can ride all night
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one
Just follow the light
And we're not gonna stop for the pigs or no one

Korn

Bakersfield friends James “Munky” Shaffer, Reginald “Fieldy” Arvizu and David Silveria formed the funk-rock band LAPD in 1989 and moved to Los Angeles with another friend Brian “Head” Welch as their roadie. Later, with Welch as second guitarist, the band named themselves Creep and recorded a demo with pal Ross Robinson.

However, when Shaffer and Welch visited family in Bakersfield, they met Jonathan Davis who added a darker, goth-tinged edge to the band’s heavy groove. Robinson

The band wasn’t dark yet; it had, like, killer grooves and good riffs, but there was some happy edge to it. And when (Davis) walked into the room, it went dark and goth. Basically, during the first song, to audition in the rehearsal room, he started freaking the hell out [laughs]. You couldn’t hear his voice, but you felt chills all over your body, and it was instantly like, “Oh my God, yeah – he’s the one.”