i Got a song stuck in my head   walking down street #9 i sing it out loud   with my friends and were all having a good time   we all waited for weeks now we're hangin on the street in NYC   we gotta go to the show ever though   were all underage. Outside the firehall   in PA it rained on 300 kids all   day when the cops shut it down no one   went away we're gonna play no matter   what they say. 3 or 4 people showed up in   Alburquerque the alternator died   somewhere between Mankato and Rapid city   Strangers in some strange lands   in LA the enchiladas made us sick but that's ok.   Growing up we didn't   wanna be like them it was tough to know   who were our friends killing time   playing basements way back when in   alot of ways nothing's changed from now   and then some say they've been left out   i wonder why they still hang   around i wonder where these sure things   could be then i realized that   somehow i found them in me   we're gonna play no matter what they say.