Come gather 'round, friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron ore pits ran plenty But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that the whole town is empty In the north end of town My own children are grown But I

Never say goodbye, never say goodbye Together, forever You and me and my old friends Hoping it would never end Holdin' on, we got to try Say goodbye, never say goodbye Holdin' on to never say goodbye As I sit in this smokey room The night about to end

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

And blood tears I cry Each night I cry in pain Endless grief remained inside Cut off your old friends hand And a cruel wind's blowing cold Welcome to my realm We are both condemned to live It's a dark fate (I can hear your calls

Well, that's nothin' (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

No we don't have a lot of money Free as we'll ever be Just as free Just me and you We live out in our old van Travel all across this land We'll end up hand in hand Somewhere down on the sand Drive until the city lights

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

I'm sorry that your dad's dead I hope you amend it I think I've lost a lot of my friends Through belief that I'm an instrument And fuck me if you must then Treat me like an old friend I can't exist within my own head So I insist on haunting your bed If