Testo di School Days

I drove into my old neighborhood A dusty field where the school one stood A quiet street with no drag-racin' cars A melody with no screamin' guitars I couldn't find that old sycamore tree Where my baby wrote that she loved me They took it down, everything that was good And nothing's left of my neighborhood School days, school days School days, school days 'Round the corner was the soda shack And just a quarter bought an after-school snack "We never close" said the neon light We'd eat at Joe's every Saturday night All our heroes on the radio And all nights at the drive-in show Somehow we lost a piece of paradise Growin' up is not our own device School days, school days School days, school days We were the leaders of the pack Stuck together, never holdin' back