Back in '41 when we played this one you said it sounded like summer
you said if I got clean I could use your time machine,
you practically promised.

One hundred fifty years later, I saw you on the street corner
you said that you were doing fine
we're plain as paper, you're hands are shaking
but you're going to be alright

Two weeks on the run, fifteen days of fun, I'm back in the habit
you cut us into three, two of you and one of me
so I took your machine back thank you!
I need to get back

At the end of a universe, we'll trade the rattle for the hearse
and say that we are doing fine
you're plain as paper
and your hands are shaking
but you're going to be alright

So let's go farther, to where we're not bothered
just a number and a life
I woke up on a straw bed desperate for a clear head
and we're going to be alright

so come on

We rock cause we want to
We rock cause we need to
We rock cause we don't sleep
under bridges and asphalt
we rock cause we are 'them'
we rock cause we are you
we don't rock for the children
we rocked in the afternoon

back in '41 when we played this one,
you said it sounded like summer.