We were 17 Hoping for better things Like worms waiting for wings And high school rings Fight Club was sold out We went to see Inferno instead You said, "I never even heard of it But I liked Karate Kid" Who's that riding on the banks of the Rio Grande? It's Jean-Claude Van Damme It's Jean-Claude Van Damme Who's that riding on the banks of the Rio Grande? It's Jean-Claude Van Damme It's Jean-Claude Van Damme ♪ I can't make sense of this Why some memories persist Halfway through we left And shared a cigarette I can't go home The way is dark and overgrown Although your hand's in my hand I fail to understand Who's that singing in the land of the falling rain? I think it's Kurt Cobain I think it's Kurt Cobain Who's that singing in the land of the falling rain? I think it's Kurt Cobain I think it's Kurt Cobain ♪ In this recurring dream Two swans on a rushing stream Things are seldom as they seem In a fevered dream And into the fire Into the fire, they go Far from the world they know Into the fire, they go