I gotta go to work then hurry home got to go to work then hurry home
oh every day is just the same oh every day is just the same is just the same
oh misery a place in me oh misery a place in me
when we were seventeen our life was like a film when we were seventeen the sky was always tangerine we ran through streets at night under the starlight we ran through streets at night when we were winning
and wild was the world and wild we burned we were kings of the streets not yet beaten by defeats but now it's hard to see through a fog of memories but I remember when we were winning
