The Felice Brothers - All When We Were Young Lyrics
You were my favorite, my favoriteWe’d shed our dungarees, do anything you pleaseSome night we’d get so high, we’d be like jesus christWe drove all around in cars, the world was oursAll when we were youngDo you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill?Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act?Sometimes the things you do, they come back at youHis arms went out so wide, it taught us how to flyAll when we were youngSo where’d those planes come fromThat burned my city up?All that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crashSometimes all the things you do, they come back at youAll that smoke and ash, teaching us how to crashSometimes the things you do, they come back at youWe drove around in cars, and the world was oursAll when we were young