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Tonight there will be trouble with the carsA take us with you?Even tho we are dancing like godsSome of us will wake up behind barsIf you go to jail, I will go to jail with youTogether we will be strong wait up in my car aloneI will keep you in my heart altough we are worlds apartBombs will always fall down and stand up and TalkAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAALast year there was some trouble in the parkThe beer was bright but summernight was darkWe were drunk and our minds were lightBut all the shit has sworn It was us to findOne of them got up and threw a punch at youEven though you done no harm that night has lost its charmSo if you go to war I will go to war with youIf nothing else comes to mind I wake this fucking skyAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAAAAGood times are gone and now bad times are onYou gave up Fosters for rodeoI will visit your funeralGood times are gone and now bad times are onYou gave up Fosters for rodeoI will visit it is your funeral From Letras Mania