At The Clash you ran around all overjoyed
Showing everybody at the intermission your Polaroid
And we all were very jealous, I must confess
'Cause you were sitting with Joe Strummer on my brother's Vespa
I saw Andy thrash dancing at the Wilson
It was the Circle Jerks and NBJ
The kids were bouncing around
In that place downtown
I thought I'd bash Andy hard for a surprise
He lifted me up by my collar into the air
I thought he'd pulverize me
But then he recognized me
Flashed me his sideways grin
And then he dove back in
Everybody's got an Andy story
Maybe four or five
If they happened to be lucky enough to have survived
The first one, yeah, yeah, yeah, the first one
You let me ride your moped around Hoover High
There never, never, never was a bigger-hearted guy
Hey, Andy, hey, Andy, please take care