8 Years

I'm pretty sure its handgun not hanger

8 years playing guitars together, playing bars, whatever, getting lost in bad weather having nearly lost the funds you turned aboard to run writing long postcards to mothers and sons in the ER and I moved into the VR and somewhere, man in that passenger van has left you a curse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

Talking about smoking and the joys of pain he shit his pants, and champagne, and you brought an old professor over for Halloween shoved a handgun down his pants and climbed a tree screaming "cunt", and shot his dick off and I can't decide which is worse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

thinking of state lines, thinking of parking fines fathers driving us on our first tour 'cuz we can't drive playing the same venue as Q and Not U, then watching two lesbians tunnel a mechanical bull it got kind of surreal, I guess that things had gotten worse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the northern part of this state at sundown there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the southern part of this state at sundown there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the eastern part of this state at sundown or covered, I have found than the western part of this state at sundown

I have some different interpretations, changes to lines starting with *:

8 years playing guitars together, playing bars, whatever, getting lost in bad weather having nearly lost the fun you turned up 'Born To Run' writing long postcards to *mothers with sons in the ER and I moved into the VR and somewhere, man in that passenger van has left your curse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

Talking about smoking and the joys of pain he shit his pants, and champagne, and you brought an old professor over for Halloween Who shoved a handgun down his pants and climbed a tree screaming "cunt", then shot his dick off and I can't decide which is worse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

Taking on state lines, picking up parking fines fathers driving us on our first tour 'cuz we can't drive playing the same venue as Q and Not U, then watching two lesbians tongue on a mechanical bull it got kind of surreal, I guess that things had gotten worse 'cuz one man's limo is another man's hearse uhhh uhhh

there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the northern part of this state at sundown there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the southern part of this state at sundown there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the eastern part of this state at sundown there's nothing more gorgeous or covered, I have found than the western part of this state right now

Some of these are wrong.

8 years playing guitars together. Playing bars wherever. Getting lost in bad weather. Having nearly lost the fun. You turned up “Born to run.” Writing long postcards to mothers with sons in the ER. I moved into the VR. And somewhere, man in that passenger van is left your curse because one man’s limo is another man’s hearse.

Talking about smoking and the joys of pain. He shit his pants in Champaign and you brought an old professor over for Halloween, who shoved a handgun down his pants and climbed a tree screaming “cunt” Then shot his dick off. And I can’t describe which is worse because one man’s limo is another man’s hearse.

Picking on state lines, picking up parking fines, Father’s driving us on our first tour because we can’t drive; playing the same venue as Q and Not U then watching 2 Lesbians tongue on a mechanical bull. It got kind of surreal. I guess that things had gotten worse. But one man’s Limo is another man’s hearse.

There is nothing more gorgeous or covered I have found, than the Northern part of the state at sundown. There is nothing more gorgeous or covered I have found, than the Southern part of the state at sundown. There is nothing more gorgeous or covered I have found, than the Eastern part of the state at sundown. There is nothing more gorgeous or covered I have found, than the Western part of the state at right now.