Look at this photograph
Every time i do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joeys head
this is where i grew up
i think the present owner fixed it up
i never knew we ever went without
the second floor is hard for sneaking out
this is where i went to school
most of the time had better things to do
criminal record says i broke in twice
i must've done it half a dozen times
i wonder if its too late
should i go back and try to graduate
lifes better now than it was back then
if i was them i wouldnt let me in
every memory of looking out the back door
i had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
its hard to say its time to say it
goodbye goodbye oh!