No story, got bored.

Lyrics:

We sat in the windowseal of that house on the hill
No one around us just a couple of pills
And as we lay our heads on the ground and start to trip
We decided to sleep for years in those layers of spit

Our bikes were rusted from riding through the rain
And no one stopped when we yelled at trains
We decided let's keep going, if it's our day, so be it
And then this will be the end of all our little bullshit tiffs

Then one day, at the end of our block Joey ran right through it
The sign said stop, don't walk, but he kept, he kept on movin'
A car came out, drunk, going 90 down our hill
Clipped him in the back and gave him a terrible terrible spill

So now our crew went from 3 to two, just me and you
Left in this world to keep each other sane
But what could we do, so we just started to rock
So we put on his favorite records and danced until the clock stopped

And we said, "High fives, for all them low low lives"
That's the only way to live
So we ran out and gave, high fives to all those low low lives
And that's the way it all stayed