Thinkin' bout our band As the Sun sinks into the lines of gray Write our names in the sand Pick up the stick, then I throw it into the waves Like I was saying goodbye Think about all the things That we can’t get away with anymore You keep your ear to the ground While I keep my mouth shut and my eyes on the door If that’s alright I turn up the music cause it makes me wanna sing Listening to the radio, doin' my thing Rollin down the freeway, feelin' alright It’s gonna be OK It’s gonna be OK It’s gonna be OK Tonight Go to the movies at night She gets her popcorn all over my shirt Then she squeezes my hand Hides her eyes when the zombies mess someone up She whispers: Why did we come? Life is a speeding car And everything you want Is what direction you're on You got your eyes on the rearview And whatever it is that you’re running from It’s catching up I turn up the music cause it makes me wanna sing Listening to the radio, doin' my thing Rollin down the freeway, feelin' alright It’s gonna be OK It’s gonna be OK It’s gonna be OK It’s gonna be OK Hey, tonight