Long live the reckless and the brave, I don’t think I wanna be saved, My song has not been sung. So long live us.
Looking out at a town called suburbia Everybody’s just fighting to fit it Little rats, running mazes, having babies It’s a vicisous little world, that we live in.
Looking back at a life on the other side, Realize that I didn’t fit in didn’t hate, but didn’t quite relate it To my precious little world
Long live the reckless and the brave, I don’t think I wanna be saved, My song has not been sung. And long live the fast times that come what may, I don’t think I’ll ever be saved, our song has not been sung So long live us.
Breaking out of a town called suburbia, I remember everybody always saying “Little brat must be crazy, never make it in our visious little world”
Still I’m leaving.
Got a van, got a change, got my dignity Got a dream, got a spark got somewhere to be Take a breath, say goodbye to their precious little world. (Say goodbye to me!)
Long live the reckless and the brave, I don’t think I wanna be saved, My song has not been sung. And long live the fast times that come what may, I don’t think I’ll ever be saved, our song has not been sung Long live us,
Long live us!
Long live the reckless and the brave, I don’t think I wanna be saved, My song has not been sung. Long live the reckless and the brave, I don’t think I wanna be saved, My song has not been sung. And live the fast times that come what may, I don’t think that I’ll ever be saved, (I know) our song has not been sung Long live us,