Fast Times at Drop-Out High (Ataris)

Alone at last. just nostalgia and I we were sure to have a blast. for you it was just another Sunday in a small Indiana town. I went by the place where you and I wrote our names in wet cement and for a moment remembered how it felt to have no one understand that there's this dream and they're not part of it. how soon we do forget. The house was gone but the piano lingers on and so does the fire that burned it to the ground. you can take away all of my rights to see the day but you can't take away my love for the day. Then there's the time that you took me aside and said I was not your only son childhood is so fucked up. I never had any closer friends than the ones I had when I was young. alone again just you and I nostalgia wave goodbye. I think it's time for me to go. Every day I come by your house and I pick you up We go out we have a few drinks And a few laughs in the spring You know what the best part of my day is? For about 10 seconds from when I pull up to the curb to when I get to your door Cause I think maybe I'll get up there and knock on the door And you won't be there No goodbye, no see ya later no nothing Just left I don't know much but I know that