Young
Lookin back now well it makes me laugh,
we were growin our hair,
we were cuttin class,
knew it all already there was nothing to learn,
we were strikin matches just to watch em burn.
Listen to our music just a little too loud,
we were hanging in there with the outcast crowd,
headin to the rapids with some discount beer,
it was a long train tressel but we had no fear,
Man I don't know where the time goes
but it sure goes fast, just like that,
We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue
In our rock n roll teeshirts and our typically bad attitudes
Had no excuses for the things that we'd done
We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly
Young, Young
Talked a good game, we were right with the guys
But in the backseat we were ackward and shy
Girls were a mystery that we couldn't explain,
And I guess there are some things that are never gonna change
Man I don't know where the time goes
But it sure goes fast, just like that
We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue
In our rock n roll teeshirts and our typically bad attitudes
Had no excuses for the things that we'd done
We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly
Young, Young, Young
Yeah and wishing we were older
Young
Hey I wish it wasn't over
Man I don't know where the time goes,
but it sure goes fast, just like that
We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue
In our rock n roll teeshirts and our typically bad attitudes
Had no excuses for the things that we'd done
We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly
Young, Young
Hey and wishing we were older
And I wish it wasn't over
Jóvenes
Mirando hacia atrás ahora me hace reír,
íbamos dejando crecer nuestro cabello,
íbamos faltando a clases,
sabíamos todo de antemano, no había nada que aprender,
encendíamos fósforos solo para verlos arder.
Escuchando nuestra música un poco demasiado fuerte,
íbamos aguantando con la multitud marginada,
rumbo a los rápidos con cerveza de descuento,
era un largo puente de tren pero no teníamos miedo.
Hombre, no sé a dónde va el tiempo
pero pasa rápido, así nomás,
Éramos rebeldes wannabe que no tenían idea
con nuestras camisetas de rock 'n' roll y nuestras actitudes típicamente malas
No teníamos excusas por las cosas que hacíamos
Éramos valientes, éramos locos, éramos en su mayoría
Jóvenes, jóvenes
Hablábamos bien, estábamos con los chicos
Pero en el asiento trasero éramos torpes y tímidos
Las chicas eran un misterio que no podíamos explicar,
Y supongo que hay cosas que nunca van a cambiar
Hombre, no sé a dónde va el tiempo
Pero pasa rápido, así nomás
Éramos rebeldes wannabe que no tenían idea
con nuestras camisetas de rock 'n' roll y nuestras actitudes típicamente malas
No teníamos excusas por las cosas que hacíamos
Éramos valientes, éramos locos, éramos en su mayoría
Jóvenes, jóvenes, jóvenes
Sí y deseando ser mayores
Jóvenes
Hey, desearía que no hubiera terminado
Hombre, no sé a dónde va el tiempo,
pero pasa rápido, así nomás
Éramos rebeldes wannabe que no tenían idea
con nuestras camisetas de rock 'n' roll y nuestras actitudes típicamente malas
No teníamos excusas por las cosas que hacíamos
Éramos valientes, éramos locos, éramos en su mayoría
Jóvenes, jóvenes
Hey y deseando ser mayores
Y desearía que no hubiera terminado