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