State Champion - The Years lyrics

(I took a train or maybe I got dropped off in the rain j'etais triste a l'os that's I was sad to the bone and when the day came scraping over the prisons and tombstones I called the cops on the DJ and I crawled back home) Picture me rolling pastor When you come stumbling after mine all mine To put your paws on my old birthday cards and my emeralds To marry me to the mud or to the sky You can find me on that cold black bus Heading up north toward the sh**ty ol' ugly ol' dirty ol' sea Sitting next to a girl I might even think was kind of pretty If I knew her long enough And she might think the same of me But I fell asleep dreaming through a gang sign in the gla** Thinking about all the ones I've seen with no clothes on Their faces turn to the faces of my runners fore Their bodies are thorns on a rose And the years are statues of pioneers Once they have dried inside our minds They're gong to crumble down our spines But you can knock the dick off David And he's still a friend of mine So I went swimming through the sewage and the silver With a heart like a wall like a great big wall They pointed their fingers and said "Go north to Bethlehem" Turns out that I was there all along Just swinging my fist and singing this song "I remember Carolina, I remember Tennessee" I remember jumping from trees to shrubs Pissing off all the flowers and bugs We weren't winning but we sure could pretend to be And you can knock the dick off David But he's still a friend to me And the years are statues of pioneers Once they have dried inside our minds They're gong to crumble down our spines But you can knock the dick off David And he's still a friend of mine Through the years (yeah they've been good to me) The years (throughout my life throughout) The years (some gold some wood to me) The years (that I'm going to leave behind)