JUMP
N*E*R*D feat. Benji Madden & Joel Madden Lyrics

Hello? Hey mom, it's me mom
The singer is talking to their mom, but can't disclose where they are sleeping.

Can't tell you where I sleep mom
The singer keeps their whereabouts a secret from their mother.

'Cause that's where we be mom
The singer is implying that their location is where they belong.

Sometimes I steal and cheat mom
The artist may be resorting to immoral ways to survive.

Yes, I get enough to eat mom
The artist has enough to eat at present.

Mom, can you listen to me?
The singer is seeking their mother's attention.

No! I don't mess with guns
The singer does not deal with guns.

Yes in my travels I have seen one
The artist has encountered guns during their journey.

No, being a runaway is no fun
The experience of running away isn't enjoyable.

But house rules sure were not fun
The restrictions of house rules were unpleasant for the artist.

Something told me to
An inexplicable force persuaded the singer.

(Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!)
The artist sings the chorus asking to jump.

And I don't care now
The singer has stopped caring about something important.

Cause we don't get out
The singer probably has been trapped for too long.

I packed my things now
The singer has collected their belongings.

Fuck this shit right now, I'm checking out
The artist is done with everything and is leaving.

Hey dad, I'm o.k. dad, that's what you say dad
The artist talks to their father who reassures them.

I never could obey dad
The singer couldn't obey their father sometimes.

You would have bad days dad
The singer's father sometimes had terrible days.

And you would make me pay dad make me feel way sad
The artist's father probably took out the bad day on the artist.

Punk rock, tattoos, leather jacket
The artist describes their fashion choices.

Good grades don't come with that package
The artist implies that their fashion choices don't define their grades.

Yes why'all I would love to match it
The singer wants to align with others that have similar fashion choices.

But names just make it harder to hack it by
The artist believes that spelling their name differently might make it harder to get ahead in life.

Don't let your teachers teach you about wealth to death
The singer urges to look beyond wealth and suggests that there's more to life.

Maybe there's something else (I'm checking out)
The singer is curious about an alternative and is signing off.

Don't let Massah teach you that we are by ourselves
The singer implies that they're not alone and urges to question a particular idea.

'Cause trust me there's something else (I'm checking out)
The artist guarantees the existence of something else and decides to leave now.

Oh la la la, la la, la la - la la la, la la, la la
The artist sings a tune.

Shh...maybe there's something else (I'm checking out)
The singer suggests the possibility of something else again and leaves.

See, we're not part of the Magna Charta
The singer implies that they don't come under the jurisdiction of Magna Charta.

There's no shuttle for us to charter
The artist suggests that they don't have access to the same resources as others.

No...they're keeping it for themselves (I'm checking out)
The artist feels discriminated and is leaving.

My ex-girlfriend I'm trying
The artist is attempting to get back with their ex-girlfriend.

And her new boyfriend I'd fight him
The singer is disappointed about their ex-girlfriend being with someone else.

And what about my cousins?
The artist is concerned about their cousins.

Tell 'em that I love 'em
The singer wants to convey their emotions to their cousins.

I'm not perfect nor facetious
The singer acknowledges their imperfections.

But at home I've felt fearless
The singer feels confident in their home.

Your son completely hate less
The artist wants others to perceive them as someone who doesn't hate anyone.

Turn to BBC you should see this
The artist suggests switching to BBC and watches something important.

A thousand heads
The singer describes an overwhelming number of people.

I woke up thinking something (I'm checking out) (jump!)
The singer is thinking of something before leaving and singing the chorus.

Wish I had it my way (jump!)
The artist desires things to go their way.

Though I'm a rebel some can say (I'm checking out) (jump!)
The artist acknowledges being a rebel but is still leaving now.

N-E-are-D
The artist spells out the band's name.

Astrounaut suits by the BBC!
The singer describes a particular fashion style.