Tonight there will be trouble with the cars
A take us with you?
Even tho we are dancing like gods
Some of us will wake up behind bars
If you go to jail, I will go to jail with you
Together we will be strong wait up in my car alone
I will keep you in my heart altough we are worlds apart
Bombs will always fall down and stand up and Talk
AAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAA
Last year there was some trouble in the park
The beer was bright but summernight was dark
We were drunk and our minds were light
But all the shit has sworn It was us to find
One of them got up and threw a punch at you
Even though you done no harm that night has lost its charm
So if you go to war I will go to war with you
If nothing else comes to mind I wake this fucking sky
AAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAA
Good times are gone and now bad times are on
You gave up Fosters for rodeo
I will visit your funeral
Good times are gone and now bad times are on
You gave up Fosters for rodeo
I will visit it is your funeral


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    Lyric CorrectionA few minor corrections (also unsure about the second verse):

    Tonight there will be trouble with the cars
    and take us, just turn with your summer gods
    Even though we're dancing like gods
    some of us will wake up behind bars

    And if you go to jail, I'll go to jail with you
    Together we'll be strong, wait up in my car alone
    I'll keep you in my heart although we're worlds apart
    Bombs will always fall down and stand up and talk

    Last year there was some trouble in the park
    The beer was bright, but summer night was dark
    We were drunk and our minds were light
    but all the shit has sworn it was to find

    One of them got up and threw a punch at you
    Even though you're done, no harm - that night had lost its charm
    So if you go to war, I'll go to war with you
    If nothing else comes to mind, I'll wake this fucking sky

    Good times are gone and now the bad times are on
    You gave up Fosters for rodeo, I'll visit your funeral
    Good times are gone and now the bad times are on
    You gave up Fosters for rodeo, I'll visit your funeral
    Contaminatoron May 02, 2012   Link

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