North Lincoln White River Blood River
We laughed, until it's vacant.
As the expression on your face, we can't replace it.
So tilt your head back.
Don't get blood on your shirt, it's only money, we can blow it away.
For years and years and years,
We ran along grand rivers searching for what we never found.
But we still have our friends,
Yeah, we still have our friends, for years and years and years,
We make believe these teenage years will never end.
