[Intro]
I wanna send this out to, uh, all of y'all
In this community
This song's about how rock and roll saved my life as a teenager
Every damn word of this song is true
[Verse 1]
Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old
And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me
Made my way home, I got pulled over in Rogersville, Alabama
With a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth
My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen
And I'd like to say, "I'm sorry", but I ain't sorry for a goddamn thing I've ever done in my entire motherfuckin' life
'Cause I lived to tell about it
And I plan on livin' to do much more crazy, fucked-up shit
[Chorus]
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd, but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band
[Verse 2]
When I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka
On an empty stomach, then I drove over to a friend's house
And I backed my car between his parents' Cadillacs without a scratch
And crawled to the back door and slithered through the mail hole
And I sneaked up them stairs, puked in the toilet
And I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister, Deedee, pulled me out
I wanna send this out to, uh, all of y'all
In this community
This song's about how rock and roll saved my life as a teenager
Every damn word of this song is true
[Verse 1]
Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old
And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me
Made my way home, I got pulled over in Rogersville, Alabama
With a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth
My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen
And I'd like to say, "I'm sorry", but I ain't sorry for a goddamn thing I've ever done in my entire motherfuckin' life
'Cause I lived to tell about it
And I plan on livin' to do much more crazy, fucked-up shit
[Chorus]
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd, but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band
[Verse 2]
When I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka
On an empty stomach, then I drove over to a friend's house
And I backed my car between his parents' Cadillacs without a scratch
And crawled to the back door and slithered through the mail hole
And I sneaked up them stairs, puked in the toilet
And I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister, Deedee, pulled me out
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