Hit that road boys
Keep searching for it
Those days before
Believe it boys, the memories are now
Drive again, by those ghetto sites, graffiti nights.
Those asking for change
Friends drink and exchange the news
Those are the times,
The fiction you now crave, you long for
Keep going boys
Keep pushing
Drinks on the blood
Good times will roll
Headlights, haze, gypsy girl daze
We heard it
We saw it
Searching the crawl
The youth
Searching the search
We’re deep in it now
We’re in it again
Make those memories boys
Make it real
Hit that road
Keep searching boys