Days Of Grunge Lyrics

Days Of Grunge
We were you in the days of grunge when the music came from pain
We smoked cigarettes at lunch and dressed like Kurt Cobain
Manic depression was in style and so was heroin
My friends and me we had apathy in the good old days of grunge
Davy Brown was a drunken clown who reeked of peppermint schnapps
After class he could be found perusing the pawn shops
He amassed a wide array of bands on cassettes and LPs
Eight track tapes worn out of shape fifty cents a piece
Young dumb and full of fun
We starved ourselves and stayed out of the sun
Our heroes were on heroin
In the good old days of grunge
Tim McCoy was a rich boy whose parents had split up
Recently moved to Illinois with his mom in the country club
He wore bright new tennis shoes but we didn't envy him at all
Sure his guitars were better than ours but his flannels came from the mall
Tina Rash is pure white trash boyfriend's name was Sam
He dropped out two years before and he drove a black Trans-Am
His long hair half covered up a faded Anthrax shirt
He kept it short in the front before mullet was even a word
Students of drama smoked marijuana before putting the plays on
We didn't do ?Our Town? or ?Oklahoma? instead ?Tommy? and ?Miss Saigon?
We had a cool instructor we all wanted to fuck her but then she had to leave
She got caught smoking pot with us at a cast party
Then I guess we got depressed in April of '94
Some heroes fall some heroes die some ain't heroes no more
Now when I think about my friends I don't know whose dead or alive
Cause I never saw no one at all since May of '95