There’s this thing I’ve been humming
Can’t get it out of my head
Can you sneak out after dinner
Let’s drop it on a cassette
Grab your Casio keyboard
And your dad’s microphone
Don’t bother ringing the doorbell
My parents ain’t home
I plug in my counterfeit Les Paul
It only sounds good when it’s loud
Let’s put our hearts into this one
And see what comes out
Show me what you just played there
I’ll work out the chords
Hey, that sounds like a chorus
Let’s make up some words
I was John, you were Paul
Apostles of the posters on my bedroom wall
We were young and we were sure
We didn’t need to worry ‘bout the future
They’ll play our song on MTV
And we’ll get all the ladies
We thought we were gonna be
Big in the Eighties
Let’s put an ad in the paper
Find a kid who plays bass
I know this guy with a drum kit
And free rehearsal space
We played Stephanie’s party
And the Valentine Dance
Took home the second-place trophy
At the Battle of the Bands
I was Mick, you were Keith
Naive enough to think that we just might succeed
On a wing and a prayer
But in the end we never went anywhere
For a time we shared a dream
Of course it now seems crazy
How we thought we were gonna be
Big in the Eighties
Where does the time go
It seems like it just disappears
So good to hear from you
Has it really been thirty years
What happened to those two kids
That we knew long ago
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
There’s this thing I’ve been humming
Can’t get it out of my head
You think there’s still one more in us
Or have we run out of steam
There ain’t a lot to live up to
When you peak at sixteen
You used to live one house over
Now you’re five states away
You better turn up the volume
Before we start to play
I’ll be Jeff, you be Mike
Let’s pick it up where we left off in ‘89
We ain’t young anymore
But it feels just like it did before
Hope we get old before we die
And with a little luck just maybe
It ain’t the end for you and me
If we believe in destiny
There's still a chance that we could be
Big in our eighties
Can’t get it out of my head
Can you sneak out after dinner
Let’s drop it on a cassette
Grab your Casio keyboard
And your dad’s microphone
Don’t bother ringing the doorbell
My parents ain’t home
I plug in my counterfeit Les Paul
It only sounds good when it’s loud
Let’s put our hearts into this one
And see what comes out
Show me what you just played there
I’ll work out the chords
Hey, that sounds like a chorus
Let’s make up some words
I was John, you were Paul
Apostles of the posters on my bedroom wall
We were young and we were sure
We didn’t need to worry ‘bout the future
They’ll play our song on MTV
And we’ll get all the ladies
We thought we were gonna be
Big in the Eighties
Let’s put an ad in the paper
Find a kid who plays bass
I know this guy with a drum kit
And free rehearsal space
We played Stephanie’s party
And the Valentine Dance
Took home the second-place trophy
At the Battle of the Bands
I was Mick, you were Keith
Naive enough to think that we just might succeed
On a wing and a prayer
But in the end we never went anywhere
For a time we shared a dream
Of course it now seems crazy
How we thought we were gonna be
Big in the Eighties
Where does the time go
It seems like it just disappears
So good to hear from you
Has it really been thirty years
What happened to those two kids
That we knew long ago
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
Maybe they’re somewhere inside us
There’s this thing I’ve been humming
Can’t get it out of my head
You think there’s still one more in us
Or have we run out of steam
There ain’t a lot to live up to
When you peak at sixteen
You used to live one house over
Now you’re five states away
You better turn up the volume
Before we start to play
I’ll be Jeff, you be Mike
Let’s pick it up where we left off in ‘89
We ain’t young anymore
But it feels just like it did before
Hope we get old before we die
And with a little luck just maybe
It ain’t the end for you and me
If we believe in destiny
There's still a chance that we could be
Big in our eighties
( Jeff Weston )
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