Тексты песен «Wonder Years»

Two miles from the hotel, eight hundred from home We're forced to call on all we know But all we know's a joke The van just started shaking, coughing out black smoke We're pulling off in a parking lot cause this might...

There's always someone on the train with me that wants to talk about everything when I just want to fall asleep. The train is late for the third time this week and everyday its raining around 9:15. I've worn these rails...

I've been trying to think about anything but this, Or how we're missing towns, missing out, the exit's on this strip. I've been wondering how or if we'll ever get to sleep Because we're sixteen hours in. This ride from...

The bowling alley burned down They said it was a cigarette Almost believed it There were burns in the carpet Everyone knows that it was for the insurance And this is where you pick up the bus The most famous person to...

In case you were wondering I can't get comfortable in my own skin But it was bound to happen In case you were wondering, I'm twenty three and avoiding the bar scene, Lycra pants, and designer jeans. In case you were...

I'm looking for the upsides to these panic-attack nights Where I'm staying in eating take-out food by TV light I'm trying to play the b-side to this awkward life of mine You could flip me over I'd sing a few lines about...

We're dead soon if I don't save you. An asteroid's coming to wipe out the species and, who's with me? We'll die trying, do anything to save our families. My wife says, "Please, don't go. We need you at home. You know...

We fell asleep last night watching TV and the images worked their way into my dreams. We were watching turtles climbing the beach. The way she's looking at him is how you're looking at me. So if you miss me, or you get...

I've got this job that equates swallowing shit where I puree food for dementia patients, and the commute is an hour each way. I'm so sick of taking the train. I guess that I'm a hypochondriac, cause I'm always sick, or...

You've got lunch with your sister tomorrow So we can't be up late You don't mind if I sleep in But then I've gotta' pack my things So I stacked a Bukowski novel on a Blacklisted LP And this time what it looked like was...

We're finding out some scummy fuck just threw in a fifteen year old. I mean com'on, man, is that the life you want? There tearing up these dead-end blocks, Revealing all the shit we wish we forgot In the shadow of this...

You think you're safe but we know what there is to be afraid of, so keep watching your back with a bat in your hands because they want you to be dead like them. They'll break down your door and walk in your house...