These songs will wreck our hearing but we keep it fucking loud
We scream along to choruses and go surfing on the crowds
Those nights spend under bridges, warm beers and cigarettes
We talk about the times we had and wonder where they went
But we’ve all gotten older, some left and moved away
But memories still linger and the songs still mean the same
So turn up your fucking stereo and scream ‘til you can’t speak
And find me under that highway bridge, those places where we’d meet
Parking lots in summer time, so hot that we can’t breathe
But none of use are leaving until we’re all too tired to see
We do the same things and they never got old, just new people that come and go
On countless Alabama nights through sweat and freezing cold
I don’t care about the battery, I don’t care about the gas
Just keep those old songs playing until they run us off at last
And na, na, na na na, It’s just another Friday night
The laughter and the stories give us all a love for life
And it you need a shoulder then come let it out on mine
‘Cause we’re not getting younger, yeah we’re running out of time, we need more time
credits
from Wooderson,
track released April 3, 2012
lyrics/music by drew
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