| Song | Brat Pack |
| Artist | The Rocket Summer |
| Album | Hello, good friend. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Avary | |
| For about four years | |
| I've hated this town | |
| There's so much | |
| I just want to get out | |
| Since graduation was long ago | |
| Please somebody get me out of this hole | |
| Cause I don't want to get stuck in here | |
| When I am thirty-four just talking about high school years | |
| No I don't want to be there an | |
| I feel so stuck right here | |
| Back and forth side to side oh my dear | |
| My foot to the floor | |
| I will drive to the place | |
| Where I can kick it with friends through the night | |
| A place well talk about now and the past what the future holds | |
| Hanging out with not much to do | |
| Just aimless with each other is what we do | |
| Cause this ain't where it's at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad | |
| But it's like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| That is that it's like it's all we have | |
| Whooo whooo ya oh come on | |
| Say oh oh get on the floor | |
| Dance till you got no more | |
| I know it's there somewhere | |
| Don't worry | |
| I'll be there to rock the party all night | |
| To rock you till there's light, our fists in the air | |
| Fighting a good fight | |
| Cause we were singing along to | |
| Peter Gabriel sledge hammer song | |
| You know it's clear that tonight we belong in this place | |
| So I stand back to reflect in this town | |
| I hate At least just for a second | |
| I think I might stay | |
| This ain't where it's at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| And that is that | |
| So ill run away to the hopes that | |
| I have That still | |
| I fall asleep in the arms of my past | |
| And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that just lay back down | |
| Again Everyday | |
| So maybe later today | |
| I'll know | |
| What I will do with my life as | |
| I know it | |
| Maybe for now ill drive back to that place where | |
| I belong And hope to | |
| God it hasn't changed | |
| This ain't where it's at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that no no no | |
| This ain't where it's at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that | |
| That is that it's like its all we have |
| zuo qu : Avary | |
| For about four years | |
| I' ve hated this town | |
| There' s so much | |
| I just want to get out | |
| Since graduation was long ago | |
| Please somebody get me out of this hole | |
| Cause I don' t want to get stuck in here | |
| When I am thirtyfour just talking about high school years | |
| No I don' t want to be there an | |
| I feel so stuck right here | |
| Back and forth side to side oh my dear | |
| My foot to the floor | |
| I will drive to the place | |
| Where I can kick it with friends through the night | |
| A place well talk about now and the past what the future holds | |
| Hanging out with not much to do | |
| Just aimless with each other is what we do | |
| Cause this ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But it' s like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| That is that it' s like it' s all we have | |
| Whooo whooo ya oh come on | |
| Say oh oh get on the floor | |
| Dance till you got no more | |
| I know it' s there somewhere | |
| Don' t worry | |
| I' ll be there to rock the party all night | |
| To rock you till there' s light, our fists in the air | |
| Fighting a good fight | |
| Cause we were singing along to | |
| Peter Gabriel sledge hammer song | |
| You know it' s clear that tonight we belong in this place | |
| So I stand back to reflect in this town | |
| I hate At least just for a second | |
| I think I might stay | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| And that is that | |
| So ill run away to the hopes that | |
| I have That still | |
| I fall asleep in the arms of my past | |
| And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that just lay back down | |
| Again Everyday | |
| So maybe later today | |
| I' ll know | |
| What I will do with my life as | |
| I know it | |
| Maybe for now ill drive back to that place where | |
| I belong And hope to | |
| God it hasn' t changed | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that no no no | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that | |
| That is that it' s like its all we have |
| zuò qǔ : Avary | |
| For about four years | |
| I' ve hated this town | |
| There' s so much | |
| I just want to get out | |
| Since graduation was long ago | |
| Please somebody get me out of this hole | |
| Cause I don' t want to get stuck in here | |
| When I am thirtyfour just talking about high school years | |
| No I don' t want to be there an | |
| I feel so stuck right here | |
| Back and forth side to side oh my dear | |
| My foot to the floor | |
| I will drive to the place | |
| Where I can kick it with friends through the night | |
| A place well talk about now and the past what the future holds | |
| Hanging out with not much to do | |
| Just aimless with each other is what we do | |
| Cause this ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But it' s like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| That is that it' s like it' s all we have | |
| Whooo whooo ya oh come on | |
| Say oh oh get on the floor | |
| Dance till you got no more | |
| I know it' s there somewhere | |
| Don' t worry | |
| I' ll be there to rock the party all night | |
| To rock you till there' s light, our fists in the air | |
| Fighting a good fight | |
| Cause we were singing along to | |
| Peter Gabriel sledge hammer song | |
| You know it' s clear that tonight we belong in this place | |
| So I stand back to reflect in this town | |
| I hate At least just for a second | |
| I think I might stay | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack | |
| Were always kicking back nobody can take that | |
| And that is that | |
| So ill run away to the hopes that | |
| I have That still | |
| I fall asleep in the arms of my past | |
| And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that just lay back down | |
| Again Everyday | |
| So maybe later today | |
| I' ll know | |
| What I will do with my life as | |
| I know it | |
| Maybe for now ill drive back to that place where | |
| I belong And hope to | |
| God it hasn' t changed | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that no no no | |
| This ain' t where it' s at | |
| My friends will second that | |
| And I gotta admit sometimes it' s pretty sad | |
| But its like were our own brat pack were always kicking back | |
| Nobody can take that | |
| That is that it' s like its all we have |