Letras
Old days, golden, covering the bases
Back when we used to punch each other in the faces
Under my skin, try on the iron
See how it feels, let bygones be bygones
Past the deep sea, script of the well known
That's when we didn't know shit from the elbow
Underground meant something, low water pocalypse
Cats stuck in trees, robots and rocket ships
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Books for hands, trash in a can
Cash in a plan, flash in the pan
Baseball, baseball, making the catches
Tearing the roof off, playing with matches
Bumped and bruised, dumped by the girlfriend
Satan and Santa Claus, waiting for the world's end
Dancing in the bathroom, suffering and hatred
Cutting the trees down like nothing is sacred
Struck by lightning, brand new exciting dance
Writing grants, we might have had a fighting chance
Words like weapons were dealt to crush and blow
Under the stars, on the edge, touch and go
Boogeymen, dirty books, fingers crossed just in case
Sadly mistaken, tried to make it to second base
Men drew lines, young boys drew knives
Heavy study, everybody had to lie
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Way back when, solid gold, that song on the radio's nice
Deep dry heaves, it's over so why grieve
After lunch used to be so naive
Odd jobs, you bought stories and sold bottles
Living in the world of superheroes and role models
Big deals, outer limits and fringes
Stop and start, throwing shopping carts off bridges
Men of the rodeo and women of burlesque
Epic battles and apples on the teacher's desk
Crying wolf, awaken in the cave