Letras
Scraped up knees
From eating the pavement
Crooked teeth
Covered in braces
Just fifteen
I never had a chance
Watching My Chemical Romance
Gelled up hair
Sharp as a toothpick
Cargo pants
The pockets are useless
First act strat
I got it for Christmas
It sounds like trash just the way I like it
I can't play
But I'm starting a band
I can't sing
But I'm starting a band
I can't drive
But I'm starting a band
I don't know why
But I'm starting a band
Got No money
But I'm starting a band
I only know four chords
But I'm starting a band
I've got no friends
Wanna be in my band?
I've never been to a show
But I'm starting a band
We got the gig
At the dive bar downtown
Singer just quit
I guess that's me now
I can't hold a tune
And I don't know what to do
So I stepped out and just started screaming
Our x'ed out hands
Just playing a Gsus
The sound guy looks
Like he hates our guts
The lights are too bright
The drums are too loud
And I know I'm hooked
I can't play
But I'm starting a band
I can't sing
But I'm starting a band
I can't drive
But I'm starting a band
I don't know why
But I'm starting a band
Dropped out of school
Cause we're gonna make it big
And now I'm going on tour
And I'm living in the van
Falling apart
Living off beef sticks and poptarts
I guess that's the way every good story starts
You'll never get a job
I'm starting a band
You gotta go to college