Their was a time the sun shown brighter down on me
Holding Sarah's hand at the bond fire by the beach
I was going to be a rock star playing in my band
Passing mad dog twenty, twenty, hand to hand
And our dreams were still alive
And we could pack out a dive
Writing numbers on our skin
People talked on the phone
Friday office lounge again
People came to the show
105.3 FM P.O.D. on the radio
Oh my god
It must have been
20 years ago
20 years ago
Me and all my friends would party at the plank
When a twenty dollar bill was still enough to fill my tank
Going up to Hollywood was no big deal
I'll never forget how the Rainbow made me feel
When we knew everybody in the scene and no ones face in the screen
Writing numbers on our skin
People talked on the phone
Friday office lounge again
People came to the show 91x FM
Peppers on the radio
Oh my god it must have been 20 years ago
A pay check could buy five cd's
But now they put a thrift store were tower records used to be
Writing numbers on our skin
People talked on the phone
Friday Joe and Andy's again
People came to the show
Writing numbers on our skin
People talked on the phone
Friday office lounge again
People came to the show
101.5 FM The Who on the radio
Oh my god it must been
20 years ago
Oh my god it must have been
20 years ago
Oh my god it must have been
20 years ago
Oh my god it must have been