Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan And the people say And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye How how how how how Floyd was a trapper way

Get your party on Hold on tight It's a crazy night And were screaming It won't be long Till the summers gone Now were singin' Get you party on

You don't have to worry, Oh, how it's been so long, We're so sorry we've been gone, We were busy writing songs for you We were busy writing songs for... You don't have to worry 'Cause we're still the same (We're still the same)

All day long Bangin' my head against the wall All day long, 'til we're dead and gone And it's all and it's all and it's all day long 'Til we're dead and gone Grow up, be a winner Keep on hangin' on Stuck here 'til I'm gone Boys still throwin' stones

These Mexican minutes get longer and longer We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Mexico" We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why As the days goes by Up in the city

A little bit later on When the stars come out And the sun’s long gone We’re gonna drink up a lotta beer a little later on You know out in the country don’t make no plans We’re gonna get on outta here a little later on Rockin' out all night and roll back

Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps, Praying the floor won't fall through, again My mother accused me of losing

Where I held your body close for so long, so long I'll take a chainsaw to the sofa I'm gonna break all of the china 'Cause it's just one more reminder you're gone, you're gone We were building brick by brick Now it's just a quicksand home, yeah So I'll

Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep

They were the best of times, they were the best of times Dead and gone so long, seventeen's so gone So pour out some liquor, make it an old-fashioned Remember your youth, in all that you do The plank and the passion It's the false side of hope where