beach slang
young hearts
This crummy town Is filled with wild boredom A battleground Rumbling like a wardrum now  It gave us guts It made us saints of danger It woke us up It made write to save us  The gutter's alive With young hearts tonight The gutter's alive With young hearts tonight  The nothing kids The restless and forgotten We never fit It's been our bravest weapon  The gutter's alive With young hearts tonight The gutter's alive With young hearts tonight  It made us saints of danger It made us saints