Remember the days we would drink on the train

On our way to the show, Chicago

Naked Raygun live at the Cabaret Metro



Ten bucks to get into a fight you can't win

Booths and braces, yellow laces,

Oxblood traces of the night before



We are forgotten young suburbia

Loose on the streets of California

Underneath fluorescent lights

We'll waste the best nights of our lives

f**k this place, let's put up a parking lot

Na na-na na-na na-na

Na na-na na-na na-na

f**k this place, let's put up a parking lot



I can't wait until I'm off of work

I'll meet my friends at the Target curb

I rolled my ankle, Matt just broke his wrist

I climbed through your window at 3am

We listened to The Smiths and The Violent Femmes

Yeah, we both sang, "Why can't I get one kiss?"



We are forgotten young suburbia

Loose on the streets of California

Underneath fluorescent lights

We'll waste the best nights of our lives

f**k this place, let's put up a parking lot



We are the broken

No end in sight

We're the forgotten soldiers you left behind

There's no use trying

We lost the war

Now the dead and dying are back to even the score



We are forgotten young suburbia

Loose on the streets of California

Underneath fluorescent lights

We'll waste the best nights of our lives

f**k this place, let's put up a parking lot

Na na-na na-na na-na

Na na-na na-na na-na

f**k this place, let's put up a parking lot