Old School Songtext
von The Bouncing Souls

Sing a song of old school, I don′t really care
Where you were or who you know
Sing a song of old school, we don't really care
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The music you love lost it′s meaning
Because these people are not aware
Some people talk, others are listening
Sometimes I think I just don't care

It's easy to forget the choices we′ve made and the promises of the past
But if we really listen to these old school ideals
We′ll find what's good and make it last
Find what′s good and make it last
We'll find what′s good, make it last
We'll find what′s good and make it last
Find what's good, make it last


Sing a song of old school everyone knows, but it seems we all forget
The time we needed to see these ideals for ourselves and what it meant
But I guess I'm on a soapbox singing a hymn
Nobody wants to hear no fucking sermon
No, I don′t want to hear no sermon
Did you no want to hear no fucking sermon
No!
No!

When I step down and look around all I see is separation
Find what′s good and make it last (separation)
Find what's good and make it last
Find what′s good and make it last (separation)
Find what's good and make it last
Find what′s good and make it last (separation, separation)
Find what's good and make it last (separation, separation)
Find what′s good and make it last
Find what's good and make it last (separation)