You know what I'm talking about, dontcha?
And I hope that you're doin' fuckin' swell
I hope that you're back up if you've ever been down
To our family and friends and the music stores
I hope this song finds you well
This song goes out to my good friends
(Back in the day)
And to all the clubs that let us play
I hope this song finds you well
And I hope that you're doin fuckin' swell
And to all the girls from back in high school
Even though I was a fat kid and a marching band geek
For giving us gear when we couldn't pay
No one came to see us so we got the hell out of there, so there
Grammy nominations in 2003
I hope this song finds you well
Who actually spoke to me
And I hope you got the fuck out of our hometown
Who said, "Son, pick a path and stay the same
And I hope that you're doin' fuckin' swell
I just wish you'd get the fuck out of our hometown
(Heard people say)
I hope that you're back up 'cause I know you've been down
I hope that you're back up if you've ever been down
I'm so glad I got the fuck out of our hometown
And for never beating the shit outta me
You know I can't count how many times I've heard people say
And for not getting pissed when I humped your girlfriend
Here comes a shout-out to the professor
'Cause charisma is the key to opportunity"
Especially the ones I had before the
And I hope you got the fuck out of our hometown
Be proud of where you're from, you're gonna put us on the map
And for making me smile when things at home weren't great
For putting up with me following you around
For beating up the guys that hung my bike in a tree
For hand-me-down albums and guitar with no strings
For letting me take your car to the prom
You have a d-d-d-d-d-d this song goes out to my big brother
But where the hell were you back in the day?
I hope you get the fuck out of our hometown
