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A Month Of Sundays

 

A Month Of Sundays

(앨범: Based On A True Story - 2010)


Two o'clock on a Sunday afternoon
Hop on the 7 train, we know just what to do
Switch at Jackson Heights for the F downtown
When we hit the Bowery, we're ready to explode

Time never seemed to cross our minds
Never thought that this would end
Change after all was said and done
We would never be the same

Rain or shine, didn't mean a thing
Came for the friendly faces and to blow off steam
Big Charlie, Tommy Rat, Brendan's on the door
Hanging with Johnny Stiff, watching Murphy's Law

Time like a thief in the night
Blink your eyes and it's gone
Change after all was said and done
We would never change a thing

When life got rough
We couldn't get enough
It's where we grew up
Down at the matinee
We made friends for life
Yeah, there were fights
But we turned out alright
Down at the matinee

Now CB's is closed, the building has been sold
They took away the heart but couldn't kill the soul
NEW YORK HARDCORE lives inside of me
NEW YORK HARDCORE the flag so proudly raised
WORLDWIDE HARDCORE that's our family
I'M SO THANKFUL for those times at the matinee

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