We haven't always been boy scouts, but we never lost sight of the music, Let me remind you that this ain't the end.
You belong somewhere you feel free.
If you're not getting older, you're dead.
I should have known right then it was too good to last, God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past
Sometimes life, will get you down, break your heart, steal your crown.
If I'd had to work at Taco Bell I'd have still been out at night trying to play music.