Lyrics

You're standin' in the sunlight In the summer of '93 Not a goddamn care in the world Or a pool that hadn't housed your pee Slip slidin' towards the glory days Of Pop Rocks and Nintendo screens You never knew how good you had it Before you even had to dream They're bringing back them mom jeans now These cycles really trip me out And I don't know if it's still rad to say rad As if we'd ever cut it out You're lyin' in your old bed With plastic weapons and cheap flashlights For all that sings in the darkness Under your bed each night How the hell could we have known That the whistling outside Wasn't a murderous clown Or that rat thing from "Princess Bride"? They're bringing back them mom jeans now These cycles really trip me out And I don't know if it's still rad to say rad As if we'd ever cut it out You're sittin' at the kitchen table Leftover pizza from Chuck E. Cheese Stuffin' your face before a day full of chasin' The kids from around the street And as a 90s kid should be You were messy and wild and free Lost in the times while your parents drank wine And rambled drunk philosophies They're bringing back them mom jeans now These cycles really trip me out And I don't know if it's still rad to say rad As if we'd ever cut it out Yeah they're bringing back them mom jeans now These cycles really trip me out And I don't know if it's still rad to say rad As if we'd ever cut it out As if we'd ever cut it out As if we'd ever cut it out As if we'd ever cut it out
Writer(s): Daniel Jeffrey Curcio, Gary Ward Wooten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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