Coke Bongs and Sing- A- Longs

Here we go once again
Riding in our shitty van
Broken down in another town
Burning up freezing cold
F**k this shit its time to go
Only 18 hours to the show
Stand up
Fist up
Sing loud
The crowd
Its our dance of days
Giving all- that we can give
Wishing we- could do this more
A short few times a year
Facing our parents fears
Throwing all caution in the wind
Coke bongs
And of course sing-a-longs
Josh smith hasn’t heard ½ of these songs
These days are memories
These days are our memories