Glossary When We Were Wicked
I remember every little thing
Young blood and underfed
Days spent hidden from the world
Lips kissed by cigarettes
When we were wicked
Nothing could slow us down
So come on out and run with me tonight
Like we did when we owned this town
Don't you want to feel like we did before
When time it didn't matter
Dancing on the porch to the rock ‘n' roll
Made you laugh, made you sing
Made you feel like you were someone
Four bands at a house show
On a three band bill
Five dollars got you in here
Now George Dickel's gonna make you feel
There's a party somewhere
Out on Highway 96
Ain't got to worry about the cops coming
‘Cause it's too far out in the sticks
So come on out
I know we're older now
But I've still got the fire in me