This town Is looking old and worn,
As far as I can tell.
Passing by
The clubs we used to play at,
And the streets we knew so well.
Memories of these places,
And of the the things we used to do.
Now they've all gone away,
Why'd we have to leave so soon?
Why'd we have to leave so soon?
Thinking back
To when we got in trouble,
For playing our music too loud,
And the time
We almost went to jail,
For running naked around town.
Memories of these places,
And of the things we used to do.
Now they've all gone away,
Why'd we have to leave so soon?
Why'd we have to leave so soon?
Memories of these places,
And of the things we used to do.
Now they've all gone away,
Why'd we have to leave so soon?
Why'd we have to leave so soon?