Pissing in plastic cups
before we went on stage
Playing hackey sack back
when Audioslave
was still Rage
Watching all
the freaky Dutch kids
vomit then have sex
Listening to techno music
on the bus while we earned
our checks
Memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
how can we make it
back there back there
I want to be there again
Messing with
the journalists
and telling stupid lies
They had a feeling
that something was up
because of the look
in our eyes
In fact we didn't know
what we were doing
half of the time
We were so sure
of ourselves and drove
a long way through life
Memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
how can we make it
back there back there
I want to be there again
Now I got so many people
that I got to look out for
I never know when
I'll be called away
to buy some food
at the store
I can hear them
babies crying
and the lawn needs
to be mowed
I gotta get my groove on
because I'm
freaking bored
Memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
make me want to go
back there back there
All the memories
how can we make it
back there back there
I want to be there again