Long live the reckless and the brave
I don’t think I want to be saved
My song has not been sung
So long live us
Looking out at a town called Suburbia
Everybody’s just fighting to fit in
Little rats running mazes, having babies
It’s a vicious little world that we live in
Looking back at a life on the other side
I realize that I didn’t fit in
Didn’t hate it but I didn’t quite relate it
To my precious little world
So long live the reckless and the brave
I don’t think I want to be saved
My song has not been sung
And long live the fast times, so come what may
I don’t think I’ll ever be saved
Our song has not been sung
Long live us
Breaking out of a town called Suburbia
I remember everybody always saying
«Little brat, must be crazy, never make it
In our vicious little world»
Still I’m leaving
Got a van, got a chance, got my dignity
Got a dream, got a spark, got somewhere to be
Take a breath, say goodbye
To their precious little world
(And say goodbye to me)
So long live the reckless and the brave
I don’t think I want to be saved
My song has not been sung
And long live the fast times, so come what may
I don’t think I’ll ever be saved
Our song has not been sung
Long live us
Long live us
Long live the reckless and the brave
I don’t think I want to be saved
My song has not been sung
Long live the reckless and the brave
I don’t think I want to be saved
My song has not been sung
And long live the fast times, so come what may
I don’t think that I’ll ever be saved
Our song has not been sung
Long live us
Long live us