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We were ridinâ out
With heads in the sky
We were ten and twelve and thirteen
We got BB guns and dirt bikes
And heads full of crowded dreams
We always won
In the hot suburban sun
We were kings of the west side track
These new kids over cross Slater Street
Cominâ on like a heart attack
[Chorus]
Mama says
Where are ya going?
And when will you be cominâ home?
With my brother and my memory
Iâll bring my history home
Sealed with piss and with pride
through the streets we would ride
Over cracks in the dirt and weeds
Weâd best be home by suppertime
Just in time to craft a scheme
If youâve got my back
Hereâs the plan of attack
Listen up if you would boys please
Weâll hit these pussies âround midnight
And roll off like a band of thieves
[Chorus]
With quiverinâ eyes
And our fear in disguise
We gathered all that would burn in the breeze
We hit the asphalt howlinâ like hellfire
Had no time to get weak in the knees
Under the cover of night
When the timing was right
Like a furious army of three
Weâd light up the sky like the fourth of July
And race home like it was a dream
And Mama yells
Where have ya been?
And where the hell are ya cominâ from?
With my brother and my memory
Iâll bring my victory home
With my brother and my memory
Iâll bring my history home
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- Highwayman (Single)
- Shadows, Greys & Evil Ways
- Once Upon a Time in the West
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- Modern Times
- Best of Nxne 2012
- Safe Haven (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- Lost and Found
- The Lost and Found
- Lost and Found EP
- The Lost And Found EP
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