Invisible sound — that’s the color of our younger years We’re comin’ to town — tell me are ya nervous? You won’t see us Familiar sight — she’s drunk and drivin’ round in circles Held up to the light while we were out there Out in the Nowhere You won’t see us The color of our younger years — invisible suits us fine You won’t see us The color of those seventeen years, leavin’ gave me quite a smile There’ nothin’ to do — ‘cept stay out late and cause some trouble Might’ve seen a movie, but they were always PG, or PG-13 Beware the invisible ones You sweep them into your own backyards Beware — we’re invisible — in our town
