When We Were Wicked - Glossary

I remember every little thing

Young blood and underfed

Days spent hidden from the world

Lips kissed by cigarettes

When we were wicked

Nothing could slow us down

So come on out and run with me tonight

Like we did when we owned this town

Don’t you want to feel like we did before

When time it didn’t matter

Dancing on the porch to the rock ‘n' roll

Made you laugh, made you sing

Made you feel like you were someone

Four bands at a house show

On a three band bill

Five dollars got you in here

Now George Dickel’s gonna make you feel

There’s a party somewhere

Out on Highway 96

Ain’t got to worry about the cops coming

‘Cause it’s too far out in the sticks

So come on out

I know we’re older now

But I’ve still got the fire in me