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Fucked up summer in our old home town back in 97 or six times like these when the hills are steep I think of how I miss when an all booze diet and a cheap guitar was all we ever did need me and my best friends playing songs back then life was kinda sweet We'd get drunk and play for fun's sake sing along to punk rock mix tapes now and then i long for those days We could sing those songs till our heads turned blue we could drink 'till we couldn't quite play now the booze is gone on and the crowd moved on I long for better days Fucked up summer in our old home town back in 97 or six times like these when the hills are steep I sit and reminisce about an all booze diet and a cheap guitar and when we couldn't care less Letras de cancionesI think of my best friends hanging out back then and times I really miss We'd get drunk and play for fun's sake sing along to punk rock mix tapes now and then I long for those days I long for better days... From Letras Mania