Oh oh, oh, at least I'm not as sad as I used to be. Have you ever wondered about our old nu-metal friends and what became of them? Turns out I saw them a couple of days ago, They were laughing and drinking and smoking and singing. C'mon, can you count

Oh I would like (oh I would like) To get to know (to get to know) (I wanna be) I wanna be the only place that you wanna be (I wanna be) I want this to be for forever I know that you're with it but you can do better If this could be (if this could be) Be

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

I am an innocent man Oh yes I am Because I am an innocent man An innocent man Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the

I've got you brother-er-er-er If I was dying on my knees You would be the one to rescue me And if you were drowned at sea I would give you my lungs so you could breathe Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh When we were young we were the ones The kings and

Woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh But we just keep holding on For the brighter days I can see the brighter days I can see the sun breaking through those clouds Heaven knows we're all afraid Tell me where I'm going wrong We don't have to be alone Woah-oh-oh-oh

"Ha oh ho, aw, play something country." Crank up the band, play the steel guitar. Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar. Threw back a shot, yelled "I'm a George Strait junkie." "Ha oh ho, play something country." Yes, she blew through the door like

Oh-oh-oh shit Ah, pose, bitch Bitch, I know you know Fired up, I'm sorted Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Stay dope, hoe rich

Crimson and clover, honey It's me, your little Venice bitch If you weren't mine, I'd be Jealous of your love Over and over, honey On the stoop with the neighborhood kids Signin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss Oh God, miss you on my lips Callin' out, bang

Them summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of the spring and