Soundclip Headlights lead the way It’s just the two of us tonight Yellow lines bend and sway Summer heat lingers in the shade of the night My head does not like to elevate Turn the radio up It keeps the rest of the world out Summer soundtracks can last a lifetime Trade in mom’s sedan Fit everyone in the van I’m sorry Dan, we let you down again Fuck that band! I’m going to keep playing until midnight Go for a swim and start again Make an album in a minute This is going to make us famous Promise we can sell a ticket Backup signals don’t alert every cycle But draw every pair of eyes Coffee shops lead to church group stares Take a running jump and make a getaway Nothing was certain except for everything Having everything and nothing all at once Drifting to the middle of the universe All alone and all together Going back to the lake too many times Only to go back to the desert Sepia tone every time Have you heard this song before? I found it in Top Ten Breakdowns Of All Time Part 64. Check out this lyric interpretation video Did you hear the new song on my home page? MySpace. Top eight. Yeaaaaaaaaah Post every band we’re playing with in a bulletin Loosen your grip on reality By staying up late This time we’ll finish the trilogy Background noise for song title conversations Don’t ask about our name You’ll get no explanation I’ll come over tonight and write a new song, give me 5 or 10 Send me the file on MSN Messenger We’ll write the lyrics and vocals as we go Just one take Just one more song and the album’s complete Print one hundred copies with the man's supply CD release shows were all for a grade Opener got famous but we stayed the same Sloppiest pits I've ever seen Keep the movement going because everyone else quit Either making babies or singing like a cue stick A town full of dead air Get back in the van Get a printout from mapquest again Full tour of the valley Two dates! Watching our heroes from the side stage Our villains are onstage Don’t care about getting sponsored by music companies We have our own instruments That get thrown on the floor Just hook us up with sugar shells and flavored water Pretzels and tea The creativity of youth combines comedy and brutality Why would anyone think of that Ten years later we'll be stuck cleaning up that mess But it's all worth it Every listener But even without, it's just to create I don’t know about you but I’ve never been happier than making music in this band