Who knows the tale in every sordid detail about the kid born on nobody’s list? To a dad named Bob and a mom named Claude and a dog that was constantly pissed. Whoa man, that seems just like yesterday When the place was a clamor and everybody’s hammered And the cops couldn’t keep us away We owned the town so we wandered around telling dirty jokes in every detail We faked disgust while someone blushed and pitched a smile that was big as a whale It was slow decay so we drank all day and popped invisible pills in the den We were out of control so we played rock and roll and threw the homework on the fire again Whoa man, that seems just like yesterday Cause the pace was grueling with everybody puking And the neighbour trying to drive us insane Whoa yeah, I’d love to see you again End of the year so we got a career and tried our best not to think of the past Ya it pisses me off but I guess it’s enough to know that sometimes nothing’s a blast