Sitting in Richmond the “C-side” of town,
The whole band is with me,
We’re just fucking around.
Reggae is the sound on the radio,
We’ve got nothing to do,
We’ve got nowhere to go.

I’ve been told that nothing stays the same,
That sooner or later it has to change.
Fight if you have to, to live your life.
Don’t let ’em tell you anything,
But you know what’s right

Summertime sun and heat that you can taste.
Ashes, and strings, and Adam’s bass.
In the East Bay in the Summertime,
Needles and foil, having such a good time.

I’ve been told that nothing stays the same,
That sooner or later it has to change.
Fight if you have to, to live your life.
Don’t let ’em tell you anything,
But you know what’s right

We all walk over to Jennifer’s,
We haven’t eaten all day.
A place to relax, a place to get away.
Smoking cigarettes, hung over so bad.
Now are the best times I’ve ever had.


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Jennifer's Cafe song meanings
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