Youth Songtext / Lyric

The smell of cigarettes stain the backseat

We stick around because we don't care

None of us have had to work for nothing

Lets go to Tyler's house and waste some air



1 more 40

1 more year

What a waste of youth grandeur



Lets take a trip on a road to nowhere

With a car your parents own

Lets make a stop at every Starbucks

Lets complain about how service is slow






1 more problem

1 more Schmear

Racing Rats are more sincere



One more last drink

Before you drive home



We'll watch Fight Club till 4 in the morning

Talk about that Pixies song at the end

We spew ramblings of something exotic

And what will happen when our lives begin



1 more 40

1 more year

What a waste of youth grandeur



One more last drink

Before you drive home