I remember, once upon a time, when we all used to pile up into a car and drive around the countryside. No one could tell us anything. We were the masters and creators of our own world. We drove for what seemed like hours just to play a show to a biker gang and the sound guy, and we still thought that we were living "the good life". I remember
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those days are now, theyre still happening, they will continue to happen as long as you make them happen. keep singing along with us and we'll keep on playing.
B.- Vocals for Wrong Number, The Scourge of the Scene.
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