If the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
And I still don't wanna stagger home
Then it's the memory of our betters
That are keeping us on our feet
You spend the first five years trying to get with the plan
and the next five years trying to be with your friends again
And to tell the truth
Oh this could be the last time
So here we go
Like a sales force into the night
And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool
On the road, there's always this
And if I'm sewn into submission
I can still come home to this
If I could see all of my friends tonight...
I wouldn't trade one stupid decision for another five years of life
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