Youth by Cottonwood Cutups Lyrics
All the nights that we were found hopelessly free
Just another night on the town
So order one more round
Yeah the billiards and the fights, outside city lights
Echoing through the streets
So to hell with dignity
CHOR
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
In the morning our reflection could find no recollection
Well, I guess we had fun
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now
Days were meant, days were made for sleeping off the ache
Just waiting daylight out
Relive this life, wear it down
But the smart ones, they retire
Feel a sense of ire
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
All the shows at hell’s kitchen doin' shots at the bar
Falling in love, under the stars
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now
But some did try, to make their way down
The drinks couldn’t numb the all
Open……Waters
And the blue and the red, let us know she was dead
Sirens over the beats
Death and tragedy
CHOR
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
Friends move away as time passes us by
Some of us stay, some of us die
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now
Just another night on the town
So order one more round
Yeah the billiards and the fights, outside city lights
Echoing through the streets
So to hell with dignity
CHOR
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
In the morning our reflection could find no recollection
Well, I guess we had fun
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now
Days were meant, days were made for sleeping off the ache
Just waiting daylight out
Relive this life, wear it down
But the smart ones, they retire
Feel a sense of ire
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
All the shows at hell’s kitchen doin' shots at the bar
Falling in love, under the stars
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now
But some did try, to make their way down
The drinks couldn’t numb the all
Open……Waters
And the blue and the red, let us know she was dead
Sirens over the beats
Death and tragedy
CHOR
We’d celebrate youth on a nightly basis
Go to bed with the rising sun
Friends move away as time passes us by
Some of us stay, some of us die
We lived through it somehow
We’re just living the now