Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brat Pack, artist - The Rocket Summer. Album song Hello, good friend., in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 18.03.2008
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Brat Pack |
| For about four years I’ve hated this town |
| Yeah, so much I just wanna get out |
| Since graduation was long ago |
| Please somebody get me out of this hole |
| Cause I don’t want to get stuck in here |
| When I am thirty-four just talkin' 'bout high school years |
| No I don’t wanna be there, and feel so stuck right here |
| Back and forth, side to side, oh my dear |
| My foot to the floor I will drive to the place |
| Where I can kick it with friends through the night |
| A place we’ll talk about now and the past what the future holds |
| Hanging out with not much to do |
| Just aimless with each other — is what we do |
| Cause this ain’t where it’s at |
| My friends will second that |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad |
| But it’s like were our own brat pack |
| We’re always kickin' back nobody can take that |
| And that is that it’s like its all we have |
| Whoa! |
| Whoa! |
| Yeah, oh |
| Come on say «Oh! |
| Oh! |
| Get on the floor! |
| Dance 'till you got no more!» |
| I know its there somewhere |
| Don’t worry I’ll be there to rock the party all night |
| To rock it 'til there’s light our fists in the air |
| Fightin' the good fight |
| Cause' we were singing along to Peter Gabriel’s «Sledgehammer» song |
| You know it’s clear that tonight we belong in this place |
| So I step back to reflect in this town I hate |
| And at least just for a second I think I might stay |
| This ain’t where it’s at |
| My friends will second that |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad |
| But it’s like were our own brat pack |
| We’re always kickin' back nobody can take that |
| And that is that |
| So I’ll run away to the hopes that I have |
| But still I fall asleep in the arms of my past |
| And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that |
| I just lay back down |
| Again, everyday |
| So maybe later today I’ll know |
| What I will do with my life as I know it |
| Maybe for now I’ll drive back to that place where I belong |
| And hope to God it hasn’t changed |
| This ain’t where it’s at |
| My friends will second that |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad |
| But it’s like were our own brat pack |
| We’re always kickin' back |
| Nobody can take that no no no |
| This ain’t where it’s at |
| My friends will second that |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad |
| But it’s like were our own brat pack |
| We’re always kickin' back |
| Nobody can take that |
| That is that it’s like its all we have |