I read the paper just the other day About a buddy of mine who headed to an early grave They say he went in his sleep With a smile on his face Bet he was dreaming 'bout those better days
When the crash of the drums Hit like the waves on a beach That cheap bass and guitar and our wildest dreams We were searching for a savior like anybody else Trying to save ourselves from ourselves
Chorus: Just a garage band We weren't alive We were livin' in Garageland
Our parents all held jobs but we had other plans We acted like our heroes They just didn't understand We were never afraid to fall It was us and those four walls
Chorus: Just a Garage band We weren't alive We were livin' in Garageland Nothing else felt so right Just us, those guitars And a Saturday night
Chorus: Just a Garage band We weren't alive We were livin' in Garageland Nothing else felt so right Just us, those guitars
Compositores: John Francis Bongiovi (PRS), Richard S. Sambora (ASCAP)Editores: Aggressive Music (ASCAP), Bonjovi Music, Spectrum Vii (ASCAP), Universal Music Publishing International Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #21258652 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM