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There we go once again
Riding in our shitty van
Broken down with another town
Burning up, freezing cold, fuck this shit, it's time to go
Only eighteen hours to the show
Stand up, fists up, sing loud, the crowd.
It's our dance of days giving all that we can give
Wishing we could do this more
A short few times a year, facing our parent's fears
Throwing all cautions in the wind
Coke bongs and of course sing-a-longs
Josh Smith hasn't heard half of these songs
These days are memories
These days are our memories
Riding in our shitty van
Broken down with another town
Burning up, freezing cold, fuck this shit, it's time to go
Only eighteen hours to the show
Stand up, fists up, sing loud, the crowd.
It's our dance of days giving all that we can give
Wishing we could do this more
A short few times a year, facing our parent's fears
Throwing all cautions in the wind
Coke bongs and of course sing-a-longs
Josh Smith hasn't heard half of these songs
These days are memories
These days are our memories
Lyrics submitted by grindfatherclock
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i know the bass players name is josh smith
im not sure if thats who theyre referring to or not