This is music for the backyards,
sit down and grab a drink.
This is music for
Sunday mornings,
for graduations or the first day of spring.
We know this is a simple song,
written in the park
Didn't have much time to think,
cause it was getting dark
This is music for the traffic,
to calm you down after your first car crash
This is music for lowly jail nights
After the cops came and found your stash
We know this is a simple song
Written in the car
We didn't have much time to fake
We said it was getting dark
This is music for little losers
Who lost mom's money on
the way to the store
This is music for first time losers
Who woke up next morn
ing in the bed of a whore
We know this is a simple song
Written in the park
He didn't have much time to think
As it was getting dark
Traffic, jam, car, trash, loser, boozer, lose your honey, lose your honey, crash your skateboard,
break your leg, strike the wrong chord, mist, elastis, empty glasses,
Christmas shopping with the masses,
TV, bike on empty, freezer,
lose your autograph for a blizzard.
This is music, for all occasions occasions
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