You were my favorite, my favorite
We'd she'd our Dungarees, do anything you please
Some night we'd get so high, we'd be like Jesus Christ
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours
All when we were young
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill?
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act?
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly
All when we were young
So where'd those planes come from
That burned my city up?
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours
All when we were young
All When We Were Young Video (MV)
Performed By: Felice Brothers
Length: 3:25
Written by: Gregory Farley, Ian Felice, James Felice, Josh Rawson, Simone Felice
Felice Brothers - All When We Were Young Lyrics
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You were my favorite, my favorite
We'd she'd our Dungarees, do anything you please
Some night we'd get so high, we'd be like Jesus Christ
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours
All when we were young
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill?
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act?
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly
All when we were young
So where'd those planes come from
That burned my city up?
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours
All when we were young
We'd she'd our Dungarees, do anything you please
Some night we'd get so high, we'd be like Jesus Christ
We drove all around in cars, the world was ours
All when we were young
Do you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill?
Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act?
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly
All when we were young
So where'd those planes come from
That burned my city up?
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes all the things you do, they come back at you
All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crash
Sometimes the things you do, they come back at you
We drove around in cars, and the world was ours
All when we were young
Writer: Gregory Farley, Ian Felice, James Felice, Josh Rawson, Simone Felice
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.