Back When We Were Gods
yeah me jim and dan we were all best friends riding off like cowboys on a road that never ends, we knew it was our last time for the time of our lives....
see dan was getting married, jim was going to dessert storm, i was heading off to college moving into a dorm so we took off in that old hot rod, back when we were gods.
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You couldnt tell us nothing we didnt already know and if the sign said off limits you could bet we would go, a hundred miles or however nonstop back when we were gods.
there were arizona troopers trailing close behind, we knew they couldnt touch us once we crossed the state line, so we pulled over and showed them a tennessee moon from the california sign.
L.A. was a nightmare, vegas was a dream, dan had won more money than we had ever seen, didnt take us one day to blow the whole lot yeah back when we were gods.
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we thought we were invinsable couldnt nothing bring us down, but it didnt take long for the real world to knock us flat on the ground and i hope we were forgiven for all the crazy things we did, after all we were just kids
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