The Hammock

Three, four Hey hey You stole my bike So I broke your nose You said my mom was better looking than your mom Who knows? We stare at the sun A little closer Pretty colors Are taking over Go down by the swings And hang out low We'll be real low Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out Hey, hey And you crashed my car So I took the blame We fixed it up and then You crashed it again And again And we moved apart And got all weird And I went out searching And you stayed back here The hammock fell over Had no place to stay And nobody's noticed You passed away Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out We're hanging out I'm sick of hanging out Come on now hang out Come on now hang out Come on now hang out Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out Hanging out I'm sick of hanging out When I'm standing at the gate And I can't get in I'm too late