Two A.M. comes, yeah we made it Drank two PBRs, already faded People are hanging around And we're never gonna come on down But this place feels familiar And my head is all over It feels like I've been before To mark in an old store Nacho nights at Sneaky Dee's Ice hockey is on the screen And we travel to the lake Looking up at the cityscape But this place feels familiar And my head is all over It feels like I've been before To mark in an old store On the corner's the yard sale Lots of shit on the dollar rail Late nights got me yawning' Mango juice in the morning But this place feels familiar And my head is all over It feels like I've been before To mark in an old store