Let's make a racket for the old and young For the desperate souls and the lucky ones If we get lonely, if we get lost Let's rattle on 'til the wheels come off Stumbling, fumbling, singing our songs Get 'em up as we're goin' along Pa**ing the guitar, pa**ing the wine Travelling time We gotta choose a weapon for the town we take Singing celebrated summer for the (...) Magic's only magic 'til you know the tricks Yeah, but if this ain't real I don't know what is Shaking it, faking, never learning my line Get 'em up for the nickels and dimes Pa**ing the guitar, pa**ing the wine The skies will turn from pink to blue The years will turn to sand The needle's drop on Hüsker Dü They were my favourite band I'm travelling through space and time To keep my love alive It's 1995 I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine Every young band wants to build a wall But a real rock record's like a wrecking ball If anybody asks me why I came back here I'll say I'm picking up the pieces of a broken year Wondering, wandering, training my thoughts Following, connecting the dots Pa**ing the guitar, pa**ing the wine... lots The skies will turn from pink to blue The years will turn to sand The needle's drop on Hüsker Dü They were my favourite band I'm travelling through space and time To keep my love alive It's 1995 I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine You're mine, mine, mine You're mine, mine, mine You're mine, mine, mine You're mine, mine, mine