Burning City
I thank you for taking
Time to cheer me up my old friend
For all the good and bad things we've done
For every cabinet cigarette
I thank you for stepping up to make the nights go crazy
Oh those girls we shared kisses
For all the whisky shots we have drank
Time flies by, we look like old men
Where did those smiles go, now we're boring
Where the city's burning
Where hopes and dreams now fade away
Where memories ran away
On était ti-cul, on rêvait de prendre le large
Pour errer dans les rues
Mais on se rendait jamais bien plus loin qu'Honoré Beaugrand
On a mal vieilli, on prend pu le temps de s'écrire
Pour se conter comment va la survie
Les girls, les kids pis nos criss de jobs
Do you remember, when we skipped class out for a rip
When we got laid for the first time
When we met bottles of happiness
Do you remember when we jumped from a cliff to the river
We got shitfaced for the first time
When we woke up next morning
The sun goes down on the burning city
Writer/s: Five Minute Major