Letra:
Never enough celebrating Independence Day
It was never enough to celebrate the eve of New Year’s Day
What about my friends and me, can we have our say?
�Cuz all our many enemies need to be blown away
Ain’t no sting like a bottlerocket burrowing
Deep into the side of your face
Have you ever felt the big welt
That a Roman candle leaves in its place?
The woods in the neighborhood are worth getting put in jail
We’ll fight �em in the tunnels and we’ll fight �em in the swamps
And they’ll never get past never gonna go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we should
It’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
Build a pile, everything we bought from Crazy Bill
Crazy Bob, and Crazy Ken,
They’d sober up if they knew about The Plan
We got enough pyrotechnics to fill up a wagon
Like a Chinese party in the year of the dragon
I’m standing next to Poe and this is what he said:
“Chuck can lift a manhole cover with his head!�
Here we go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we should
It’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
We’re just trying to have some fun
We’re not hurting anyone
The lights burst like magic spells
And make a sweet sound like bells
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we shouldIt’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
It was never enough to celebrate the eve of New Year’s Day
What about my friends and me, can we have our say?
�Cuz all our many enemies need to be blown away
Ain’t no sting like a bottlerocket burrowing
Deep into the side of your face
Have you ever felt the big welt
That a Roman candle leaves in its place?
The woods in the neighborhood are worth getting put in jail
We’ll fight �em in the tunnels and we’ll fight �em in the swamps
And they’ll never get past never gonna go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we should
It’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
Build a pile, everything we bought from Crazy Bill
Crazy Bob, and Crazy Ken,
They’d sober up if they knew about The Plan
We got enough pyrotechnics to fill up a wagon
Like a Chinese party in the year of the dragon
I’m standing next to Poe and this is what he said:
“Chuck can lift a manhole cover with his head!�
Here we go!
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we should
It’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
We’re just trying to have some fun
We’re not hurting anyone
The lights burst like magic spells
And make a sweet sound like bells
Four Bics get flicked and the punks get lit
We never asked if we shouldIt’s a game, it’s a chore, it’s a bottlerocket war
And life never got so good
