I love the sound of music
As it echoes off the wall
Being in front of the sound
Is the best feeling of them all.
I get a rush from hearing you all
As I listen to myself
What I picture as I drive
Comes true 'cause I'm not sitting on the shelf
But arguments make me feel like I'm married over twice
I could double down on sixteen, or I can get up and go roll the dice.
I'm too old to feel sad
Over burned, spilled milk
I'm too old to feel bad
And I'm too young to just sit still
We turned corner bars into music halls
And concrete floors into stadiums
We turned the sound up to eleven
Girls danced like at the Palladium
Our listing in the local paper
Might as well have been the Times to me
Our video on youtube
Might as well have been on the MTV
Take the speaker off the stand and take the flyer off the wall
Smile when you hear a song that we played, and that is all.
I'm too old to feel sad
Over burned, spilled milk
I'm too old to feel bad
And I'm too young to just sit still.
