Bag of Bones

Low Low ooooh low Low I'm calling everyone I love And telling them I need them here I don't really have all that much Except my mind and my calendar cleared All my friends I haven't seen in months And some I haven't seen in years I know I'll say this more than once But It's time for a God damn cheers We'll never get too old We'll never get too old for this, yeah Even when I'm a bag of bones Bag of bones I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low Ooooh Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low Why didn't anybody tell me That we about to act out? We bout to burn it to the third degree And you better not pass out A couple blocks in from the beach But I think we're going back now To watch waves that be rolling With faces I've grown with And J's that we're holding We'll never get too old We'll never get too old for this, yeah Even when I'm a bag of bones Bag of bones I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low Ooooh Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low (Instrumental) We'll never get too old We'll never get too old for this, yeah Even when I'm a bag of bones Bag of bones I'll still be getting stoned and kicking back on the low Ooooh Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low ooooh low Low