Two A.M. comes, yeah we made it
Drank two PBRs, already faded
People are hanging around
And we're never gonna come on down
But this place feels familiar
And my head is all over
It feels like I've been before
To mark in an old store
Nacho nights at Sneaky Dee's
Ice hockey is on the screen
And we travel to the lake
Looking up at the cityscape
But this place feels familiar
And my head is all over
It feels like I've been before
To mark in an old store
On the corner's the yard sale
Lots of shit on the dollar rail
Late nights got me yawning'
Mango juice in the morning
But this place feels familiar
And my head is all over
It feels like I've been before
To mark in an old store
