I see green grass that beckons me
And I see gray skies that threaten me
Take me back
I want to piss it away again
Don’t want responsibility
Don’t need respectability
Stop the time
Now before I make up my mind
True love is something you find in a kissing booth
I want the fountain of wasted youth

Take me on back to what I know
The big bike the transistor radio
I hate today
And I don’t want to come out to play
‘Cause I see green grass that beckons me
And I see gray skies that threaten me
Take me back
So I can piss it away again
True love is something you find in a kissing booth
I want the fountain of wasted youth

Notes:
The snare noise was generated by the JX-3P.