I read the paper just the other day
About a buddy of mine who headed to an early grave
They say he went in his sleep
With a smile on his face
Bet he was dreaming ´bout those better days
When the crash of the drums
Hit like the waves on a beach
That cheap bass and guitar and our wildest dreams
We were searching for a savior like anybody else
Trying to save ourselves from ourselves

Just a garage band
We weren´t alive
We were livin´ in Garageland

Our parents all held jobs but we had other plans
We acted like our heroes
They just didn´t understand
We were never afraid to fall
It was us and those four walls

Just a Garage band
We weren´t alive
We were livin´ in Garageland

Nothing else felt so right
Just us, those guitars
And a Saturday night

Just a Garage band
We weren´t alive
We were livin´ in Garageland

Nothing else felt so right
Just us, those guitars