CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : High School Friend (From Exile)
Raisin' hell in Wayne County
With a copper on our tail
Hopin' that he drives on by me
But knowin' this town, he’ll probably throw us in jail
We’re both so paranoid in our hometown
There's so much unclaimed baggage at the carousel
And though we’re guilty of nothing, we feel like fugitives running
Towards the Great White North or a border town in Mexico
There's former you, there's former me
We’re tellin' tales of revisionist history
I remember the days we couldn’t hardly wait to end
I was getting f**ked up with a high school friend
Wonderin' where all the good times went
I was gettin' f**ked up with a high school friend
Wonderin' where all the good times went
We left town the minute we turned eighteen
We moved to different corners of the country
Now we come back for holidays and funerals
So much has changed, but Wayne County’s still the same
With a copper on our tail
Hopin' that he drives on by me
But knowin' this town, he’ll probably throw us in jail
We’re both so paranoid in our hometown
There's so much unclaimed baggage at the carousel
And though we’re guilty of nothing, we feel like fugitives running
Towards the Great White North or a border town in Mexico
There's former you, there's former me
We’re tellin' tales of revisionist history
I remember the days we couldn’t hardly wait to end
I was getting f**ked up with a high school friend
Wonderin' where all the good times went
I was gettin' f**ked up with a high school friend
Wonderin' where all the good times went
We left town the minute we turned eighteen
We moved to different corners of the country
Now we come back for holidays and funerals
So much has changed, but Wayne County’s still the same
