I miss the days of Grunge

(This ain't the past) Not the past, but it weaves through me Caught in the echo, it's just history Just like then Just like then Just like then (Movin' fast) Yet the years, they hold me tight Through the grunge and darkened lights Just like then Just like then Still echoes when (Through the time) Ripped jeans speak of rebel days Guitar wails in a smoky haze Just like then Just like then Just like then [guitar solo] (In the vibe) See the flannel waves on teenage seas Voices rise, the anthem of the free Just like then Just like then Just like then (In the sound) Drums are pounding with a pulse that's raw Still the spirit of the crowd wants more Just like then Just like then Just like then