To Those... by Bald Vulture
To those summer nights under the moonlight
Not much to do , not much to care about.
Surrounded by friends ready to party.
To all those who still think that they should be free.
Grab my skateboard, my cigarettes, go get me free beers at supermarket, and I'm on my way , nothing can stop me.
That's how it was and it will always be.
Drinking ,smoking ,laughing , Yeah! that's the way life should always be going.
Drugs and beers and parties.
Shoving aside all my responsabilities.
Maybe ignoring my duties will get me nowhere.
I don't give a shit , ask me if my mother cares.