Geneva

2, 3, 4 Me and my two best friends Got invited to the party My Parents thought about it Said yes, then drove us in their car Walked through the door, the music's loud I can hear the people singing I wanted to run up with my guitar But then the singer said, he said 1, 2, 3, 4 The guitar was making some noise That I didn't understand I heard the drum beat, it was so loud That it hurt my head But then I heard the bass And I knew that this was my band I wanted to run up with my guitar But then the singer said, he said 1,2, 3, 4 Hey Geneva don't you run Get your guitar lets have some fun Hey Geneva where you think your going too Hey Geneva don't you run Get your guitar lets have some fun Hey Geneva what you think your gonna do What you really wanna do Finally got invited to go up and give it a try Don't you hear what she said Got my new Marshall plugged it in and it started to cry She's hanging on by a thread Played my guitar so hard and fat that my fingers bled Listen to your friends instead I wasn't sure I wanted to stop, then the singer said The future He said 1,2,3,4 Don't you hear what she said She's hanging on by a thread Listen to your friends instead The future is bright up ahead Everything that I had imagined and a little bit more Don't you hear what she said Was so loud that there would be cops kicking in the door She's hanging on by a thread Was everything that I had imagined and a little bit more Listen to your friends instead Was everything that I had imagined and a little bit more The future is bright up ahead