Freaks, Nerds and Romantics - Bouncing Souls

I gotta song stuck in my head

Walking down street number nine

I sing it out loud with my friends

And we’re all having a good time

We all waited for weeks

Now we’re hanging in the streets of NYC

We gotta go

To the show

Even though

We’re all underage

Outside the firehall in PA

In rained on three hundred kids all day

When the cops shut it down

No one went away

We’re gonna play

No matter what they say

Three or four people showed up in

Albuquerque

The alternator died somewhere

Between Mankato and Rapid city

Strangers in some strange lands

In LA

The enchilladas made us sick but

That’s okay

Growing up we didn’t wanna be like them

It was tough to know who were our friends

Killing time playing basements way back when

In alot of ways nothing’s changed

Between now and then

Some say they feel let down

I wonder why they still hang around

I wonder where all these good things could be

Then I realized that somehow

I found them in me

We’re gonna play no matter what they say

We’re gonna play no matter what they say

We’re gonna play no matter what they say

We’re gonna play no matter what they say