Last night I couldn't say it without a smile.
Can't seem to find the one worth my while.
It shines a light on me, couldn't stop and see,
Back home black it out.
If only we had known what we do now.
We might have ended up here anyhow.
It shines a light on me, we would rather be,
Back home black it out.
I'm better than nothing.
And so youth imbibed will wash away.
Even though we're riding free it makes you pay.
It shines a light on you, without anything to do,
I hear you scream and shout,
Then back home black it out.
We're better than nothing.