The Dead Boys

I got a call from a friend last night

That I haven't heard from in years

But he's doing alright

Well he's in town and it's not very far

So I hung up the phone and I jumped in the car

I'll be there soon

In your hotel room

Let's hit the streets and forget

What time put us through

Call up the old crew

The group from our youth

They thought we'd all be gone

But we still carry on

We'll start a fire in the middle of the graveyard

To let the world know we ain't moving on

Drive by the diner that we never thought would close

Break in and turn it to a sold-out rock show

Long brown hair blowing in the wind

Radio playing Here I Go Again

Just some kids driving wild in the night

Doing ninety-five across that county line

And if you search beneath these streets

I'll bet you'll find some piece of me

Encapsulated in a melody

Trying to recapture what it used to be, well

We'll start a fire in the middle of the graveyard

To let the world know we ain't moving on

Drive by the diner that we never thought would close

Break in and turn it to a sold-out rock show

Look at the dead boys, back again

We never say die, don't forget my friend

And it could never slip away from me

With your photograph tucked in my jeans

We'll start a fire in the middle of the graveyard

To let the world know we ain't moving on

Drive by the diner that we never thought would close

Break in and turn it to a sold-out rock show

Look at the dead boys, back again

We never say die, don't forget my friend

And it could never slip away from me

With your photograph tucked in my jeans