When did your politics become lyrics to your favorite fucking song? I must’ve heard you wrong, Cause I thought you said you don’t do this for fun I don’t belong here, I guess I’m in the wrong here Just trying to do what I know, playing shows So who’s with me?
Call my lawyer and tell him I’m sorry Cause we’re the kids who came here to party Yeah we’re going, going, gone Passed out on the lawn after this song I’ll see you in the morning
We’re going out, don’t care where ‘til we get there And that’s just fine by me Don’t give a fuck about the trends or fairweather friends This isn’t a fashion, its passion, its opportunity
Raise your glass to mistakes that we’ve made, Let us never repeat them Tip your hat to the liars and fakes, Hope we never will meet them
Call my lawyer and tell him I’m sorry Cause we’re the kids who came here to party Yeah we’re going, going, gone Passed out on the lawn after this song I’ll see you in the morning
I’ll see you in the morning BLEGH
Raise your glass to mistakes that we’ve made, Let us never repeat them Tip your hat to the liars and fakes, Hope we never will meet them
Call my lawyer and tell him I’m sorry Cause we’re the kids who came here to party Yeah we’re going, going, gone Passed out on the lawn after this song I’ll see you in the morningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
