i Got a song stuck in my head

walking down street #9 i sing it out loud

with my friends and were all having a good time

we all waited for weeks now we're hangin on the street in NYC

we gotta go to the show ever though

were all underage. Outside the firehall

in PA it rained on 300 kids all

day when the cops shut it down no one

went away we're gonna play no matter

what they say. 3 or 4 people showed up in

Alburquerque the alternator died

somewhere between Mankato and Rapid city

Strangers in some strange lands

in LA the enchiladas made us sick but that's ok.

Growing up we didn't

wanna be like them it was tough to know

who were our friends killing time

playing basements way back when in

alot of ways nothing's changed from now

and then some say they've been left out

i wonder why they still hang

around i wonder where these sure things

could be then i realized that

somehow i found them in me

we're gonna play no matter what they say