All When We Were Young

You were my favorite, my favorite We shed our dungarees, do anything you please Some night we get so high, we'd be like Jesus Christ We drove around in cars, and the world was ours All when we were young Did you hang him on that hill to teach us how to kill? Did you string him up like that to teach us how to act? And sometimes the things you do, they come back at you His arms went out so wide, it taught us how to fly All when we were young All when we were young All when we were young So where those planes come from That burned my city up? All that smoke and ash Teaching us how to crash Well, sometimes the things you do They come back at you We drove around in cars And the world was ours All when we were young All when we were young All when we were young All when we were young