| Oh well the world never seemed bigger
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| Than the summer of '98
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| Living out in the suburbs
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| Planning my escape
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| I grew my hair to my shoulders
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| Formed a band with a couple of friends
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| And we called ourselves The Devils Playhouse
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| Influences like Bruce and the band
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| And we’d sing and play
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| Simple three chord rock and roll
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| And miles away
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| The other kids would just grow old
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| But we’re making our own way out
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| Yeah we’re making our own way out
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| Well we’d practice every week in my bedroom
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| While my parents were working in town
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| And one morning in our school assembly
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| Played a cover of «Don't Let Me Down»
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| The performance was nervous and awkward
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| But the passion was real and profound
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| And the kids in the audience laughing
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| While the band just looked at the ground
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| But the victory
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| For the kids who believe in rock and roll
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| I know for me
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| That performance lives, it never grows old
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| But we’re making our own way out
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| Yeah we’re making our own way out
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| Well I’d give it all back just to do it again
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| Yeah I’d turn back time, be with my friends
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| Yeah I’d give it all back just to do it again
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| Turn back time, be with my friends
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| Yeah I’d give it all back just to do it again
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| Turn back time and be with my friends
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| Yeah I’d give it all back just to do it again
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| Turn back time, be with my friends
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| Tonight |