Who knows the tale in every sordid detail about the kid born on
nobody’s list?
To a dad named Bob and a mom named Claude and a dog that was
constantly pissed.
Whoa man, that seems just like yesterday
When the place was a clamor and everybody’s hammered
And the cops couldn’t keep us away
We owned the town so we wandered around telling dirty jokes
in every detail
We faked disgust while someone blushed and pitched a smile
that was big as a whale
It was slow decay so we drank all day and popped invisible
pills in the den
We were out of control so we played rock and roll and threw
the homework on the fire again
Whoa man, that seems just like yesterday
Cause the pace was grueling with everybody puking
And the neighbour trying to drive us insane
Whoa yeah, I’d love to see you again
End of the year so we got a career and tried our best not
to think of the past
Ya it pisses me off but I guess it’s enough to know that
sometimes nothing’s a blast