Testo Suburban Perfume

Flashback, 1984:
Tripping headfirst in a tornado of legs,
All air had a fresh decay of blue skies.
Suburban perfume--
Every Friday, we'd gather 'round
Our old stereo with disco lights,
Feed the need to love 45 and sing for our invisible audience.
Capri Sun and plastic guns,
Welcome to our oblivion.
Hanging out, and having fun-
We were always down,
Always will be down,
We were always down staring at the sunset.

Flashback, 1991:
When Seattle went #1,
I can't recall much of anything,
But I remember the flannel well.
Young and bored at a
Grade school dance;
Introversion, my only chance.
Folks in my town would have thrown a fit If they knew what went on in my head.

Fast-forward to here and now,
Still dumb, still kicking,
Forever proud and winning,
Until death sings my final song.

Capri Sun and plastic guns,
Welcome to our oblivion.
Hanging out having fun,
We were always down,
Always will be down,
We were always down staring at the sunset.