(Phone dialing, ringing.)
Joel:Hello?

Pharell:
Hey Mom, it's me Mom,
Can't tell you where I sleep Mom,
Cuz that's where we be Mom.
Sometimes I still have to cheat Mom,
Yes I get enough to eat Mom.
Mom can you listen to me?
No, I don't mess with guns,
Yes, in my travels I have seen one.
No being a run away is no fun,
But house rules sure were not fun.
Somethin' told me to...

Chorus:
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump,
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump.
*Joel:* And I don't care now, (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
*Joel:* Cause we don't care now. (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
*Joel:* I'll pack my things and go, (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
*Joel:* Fuck this shit right now I'm checkin out. (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)

Joel:
Hey dad, Okay Dad,
That's what you say Dad.
I never could obey Dad,
You would have bad days Dad.
And you would make me pay Dad,
You'd make me feel way sad.
Punk rock tattoos and leather jacket,
Good grades don't come with that package.
Yes you're out of luck to match it,
But names just make it harder to hack it by.

Chorus:...

Pharell:
Don't let your teachers teach you about love and death,
Maybe there's something else. (*Joel:* I'm checkin' out)
Don't let your soul teach you that we are by ourselves,
Cause trust me there's something else. (*Joel:* I'm checkin' out)
Oh la la la la,
La la la la la,
La la la la la.
Shh, maybe there's something else,
Joel: I'm checkin' out.
See me and my partner,
There's no part of the Magna Charta.
There's no shadow for us to shine on,
No, they're keeping it for themselves. (Joel: I'm checkin' out)
You're my ex-girlfriend I'm tryin', (Benji: Ooh)
You're the new boyfriend I'm fightin'. (Benji: Ooh)
What about my cousins, (Benji: Ooh)
Tell them that I love them. (Benji: Ooh)
I'm not perfect or fecicious, (Benji: Ooh)
But at home I felt serious. (Benji: Ooh)
You're so completely heatless, (Benji: Ooh)
Turn to BBC you should see this. (Benji: Ooh)

Chorus: ...
Jump!

Pharell:
And I know we'll make it someway, (I'm checkin' out, Jump!)
The vision I had in the haze. (Jump!)
The rebels ??, (I'm checkin' out, Jump!)
I'm so tired of ??. (Jump, jump jump!)

Benji:
Ooh, Ooh, (Joel: I'm checkin' out)
Ooh, Ooh.
Ooh, Ooh, (Joel: I'm checkin' out)
Ooh, Ooh.
Pharell:
Astronaut suits on the BBC. *till the end*