Album: BYO Split Series Volume IV [Split with Bouncing Souls]





[Originally by Bouncing Souls]



I got a song stuck in my head

Walking down street number nine

I sing it out loud with my friends

And we're all having a good time

We all waited for weeks

Now we're hanging on the street in NYC

We gotta go to the show

Even though we're all underage

Outside the firehall in PA

It rained on three hundred kids all day

When the cops shut it down no one went away



We're Gonna Play No Matter What They Say



Three or four people showed up in Albuquerque

The alternator died

Somewhere between Mankato and Rapid City

Strangers in some strange lands in L.A.

The enchiladas made us sick but that's ok

Growing Up

We didn't want to be like them

It was tough to know

Who were our friends

Killing time playing basements

Way back when

In a lot of ways nothings changed

From now and them

Some say they have been let down

I wonder why they still hang around

I wonder where all these good things could be

Then I realize that somehow I found them in me



We're Gonna Play No Matter What They Say