Tom: C
Intro: C
C
We were ridin out with heads in the sky
F C
We were ten and twelve and thirteen
F C
We got BB guns and dirt bikes
G
And heads full of crowded dreams
C
We always won in the hot suburban sun
F C
We were kings of the west side track
F C
These new kids over cross Slater Street
G
Comin on like a heart attack
Chorus:
Mama says
F C
Where are ya going?
F G
And when will you be comin home?
C F
With my brother and my memory
C G C
I'll bring my history home
Sealed with piss and with pride through the streets we would ride
Over cracks in the dirt and weeds
We'd best be home by suppertime
Just in time to craft a scheme
If you've got my back heres the plan of attack
Listen up if you would boys please
We'll hit these pussies round midnight
And roll off like a band of thieves
(Chorus)
F C G C
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With quiverin eyes and our fear in disguise
We gathered all that would burn in the breeze
We hit the asphalt howlin like hellfire
Had no time to get weak in the knees
Under the cover of night when the timing was right
Like a furious army of three
We'd light up the sky like the fourth of July
And race home like it was a dream
And Mama yells
Where have ya been?
And where the hell are ya comin from?
With my brother and my memory
I'll bring my victory home
With my brother and my memory
I'll bring my history home
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