We were kind of feral
wicked little machines
Captains and cavalries
forming empires in shade of the trees
Without hesitation
kings of the forest town
Holding the ocean down
We were half this heavy
and twice this loud
So turn up the noise
Dressed to the nines
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Was what you made it
We had our friends around
All the images and sounds
super imposed into all the backgrounds
We used to be clumsy
lost in a thousands ways
Captivated by the craze
those are hands down
My favorite days
So turn up the noise
Dressed to the nines
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Suspicion rose in our heads
It was only underneath the beds beds
Saline eyes you didn't have to hide
They were always open
way too wide way too wide
So turn up the noise
Dressed to the nines
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
We're gonna have it all
Just like the old times