Hey how’s it hanging?
Is it some rule I am breaking?
Who is in and who’s not
Strange new routes you follow
Always seem to take you to the same spot
Hey am I dreaming?
The uniforms I am seeing
Fashion store for a clone
Even ice can shine like silver
But the chill will get you right to the bone
The place to be
The place to be
The place to be
Where May lights with kisses
With bonfires and crosses
A promise down a cell-phone
And a tattoo on your backbone
For a life
In the place 2 B
Hey where’s the action?
But can I choose my direction?
Or can you pull up and stop
‘Cuz I ain’t takin’ rides from strangers
And the road is going nowhere I thought
The place to be
The place to be
The place to be
Where May lights with kisses
With bonfires and crosses
A promise down a cell-phone
And a tattoo on your backbone
For a life
In the place 2 B