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.