I often wish I was my father
Build a decent life with honor
Instead of chasing my own tail
It's the panic of my generation
Bills and wedding invitations
Instead of records in the mail
I've spent my whole life
Falling in love with girls that I just met
Now the sweethearts are gone
And all the Ramones are dead
These are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
And didn't have a clue of what to do
With you
These are the same lights
I pa**ed on all those same nights
Driving home with no place left to go
Alone
So I call on April Fire
To burn away my fears
And pull me out of bed
Because the summer's almost here
Turn this night into a dream
And this dream into a day
And as I lay to rest
So will this when I awake
These are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
And didn't have a clue of what to do
With you
These are the same lights
I pa**ed on all those same nights
Driving home with no place left to go
Alone
These are the same streets
I walked when I was eighteen
And I still don't have a clue of what to do
These are the same lights
I pa**ed on all those same nights
As I drive home with no place left to go