It was the sun that woke me up, it was too hot to let me sleep Now that I'm living downtown and all that concrete traps the heat Though we were up 'til 7 AM, we never agreed what was right But, hey, I'll still see you tomorrow night When we're playing in the basement Long-haired girls bust in through the front door 'Cause it's just a quiet town When college boys move back home to New York And you can get around in the heat without using no public transport 'Cause my house is downhill from everywhere here Nothing more and nothing less Than the finest months you ever put to rest I'll be sweating out for days and hoping you'll be back when summer's over ♪ Put down the bottles and pick up six-string 'Cause so far it's the only thing that brings us more Than what every fool gets stuck in Take off my collar where I played pretend Maybe I worked eight hours just to get to the end But now I'm back to broken strings from note bends Oh, the feeling is spreading out to the ceiling When the band plays everyone's favourite song Oh, the feeling is spreading out to the ceiling When the band plays everyone's favourite song Oh, the feeling is spreading out to the ceiling When the band plays everyone's favourite song Oh, the feeling is spreading out to the ceiling When the band plays everyone's favourite song