Story Behind the Song
Going out to Oak road, partying with a million friends, beer and local rock bands.
Lyrics
When the sun goes down,
On the outskirts of town,
You can see the colors of the sky.
Rising up from the ground,
And spinning all around,
As the daylite starts to die.
And the people all come to watch the show,
Swayin' back and forth and feeling the flow.
Tryin' real hard not to give in,
But it's really to late to go back again.
Again, to go back again.
Again, to go back again.
Again, to go back again.
Again, to go back again.
Well it's a crazy thing,
And it makes ya wanna sing.
The music so loud you could scream.
And they give it all away,
And no matter what they say.
It's the livin' make em crazy,
Not the dream.
And later on it really starts to wind,
And everybody stands out on the edge of the line.
It's gonna save their souls out there,
If you can't make up your mind,
Who cares.
Who cares, tell me who cares.
Who cares, tell me who cares.
Who cares, tell me who cares.
Who cares, tell me who cares.
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