We were kind of feral, wicked little machines
Captains and cavalries forming empires in the shade of the trees
Without hesitation, kings of the forest town
Holding the ocean down
We were half this heavy and twice this loud
So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Was what you made it
We had our friends in brown
All the images and sounds, superimposing to old backgrounds
We used to be clumsy, lost in a thousand ways
Captivated by a craze, those are hands down
My favorite days
So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Suspicion rose in our head
It was only underneath the beds (Beds)
Saline eyes didn't have to hide
They were always open way too wide (Way too wide)
So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times