Slapstick Kids
Fifteen, at school, staring at the clock
Anxious, waiting for the bell to go off
I can't stand this uniform
Shirt tucked
Clean hair so you fit the norm
After school, turn the radio to KROQ
Blink songs when they were Travis, Mark, & Tom
Skateboards to pavement
A neighborhood that we felt safe in
Spray paint our names on the sidewalk
All the neighbors running out yelling at us to stop
One day, we will all get old
Make a lot of noise and witness everything unfold
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Twenty-seven, at work, staring at the clock
Anxious, waiting for my time to get off
I can't stand this shirt and tie
Neat pants, nice shoes
And know when to lie
After work, you can find me drinking at the bar
Two drinks then I'm walking home under the stars
I'm living life in the deep end
In a society where truth is paper thin
Spray paint our names on the sidewalk
All the neighbors running out yelling at us to stop
One day, we will all get old
Make a lot of noise and witness everything unfold
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Anxious, waiting for the bell to go off
I can't stand this uniform
Shirt tucked
Clean hair so you fit the norm
After school, turn the radio to KROQ
Blink songs when they were Travis, Mark, & Tom
Skateboards to pavement
A neighborhood that we felt safe in
Spray paint our names on the sidewalk
All the neighbors running out yelling at us to stop
One day, we will all get old
Make a lot of noise and witness everything unfold
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Twenty-seven, at work, staring at the clock
Anxious, waiting for my time to get off
I can't stand this shirt and tie
Neat pants, nice shoes
And know when to lie
After work, you can find me drinking at the bar
Two drinks then I'm walking home under the stars
I'm living life in the deep end
In a society where truth is paper thin
Spray paint our names on the sidewalk
All the neighbors running out yelling at us to stop
One day, we will all get old
Make a lot of noise and witness everything unfold
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Go astray but don't betray
Summer days & alley ways
Place to place like stowaways
Delinquents dressed like slapstick kids
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Dinsmore
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