Hometown

So I'm playin' the drums, right?

Okay

Davey died in the summertime in a hotboxed car

With a seatbelt 'round his neck and a needle in his arm

We would smoke out in the parkin' lot behind convenience shops

I bought a couple of grams of weed off him, but so did all the cops

Back then, the kids from all the county, we would walk out in the heat

'Long the train tracks with our paper bags, and gravel in our feet