Skinny jeans
Baggy sweaters
They're losing up
From all the manners
They came down here
Without a ladder
Late night drifts
With grown up manners
This favorite crowd
Inside this town
They stop the bleed
And end the fears
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
Behind the scenes
With rosy cheeks
Boys love to dance
Six left to beach
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
Boys its a ground's taste
The night's out
They marching out
Through the cloudy clouds
