Not a home
Just a place where we got high
We were all nineteen
And freedom was a taste that we enjoyed
Living for the nights
We would go until the drugs ran out
Or until someone recalled being employed
We all worked in restaurants
If we worked at all
Justin made his ends meet selling pot
Nasty in the crawlspace
That summer was a small taste
Of a lifestyle where the party never stops
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
There was that day where we all tripped and walked around to look at flowers
But I started freaking out and had to leave
Then I calmed down
And stole my father's car to get back
Needing to be a part of the memory
I picked you up
And we went on a bay ride
We parked so we could walk along the beach
I gave the money in my wallet to a man I met screaming nothing really matters
Cause nothing really matters
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
The leaves started falling
The police started calling
They set up shop right down the street
They gave us parking tickets
Cause we told em where to stick it
When they asked to come inside to take a peek
The party's got out of hand
The neighbors didn't understand
We were young and didn't give a f*ck
Casey crashing through the wall
We wouldn't make it through the fall
Our safe haven had run out of its luck
So we sing oh oh oh oh oh da da da da
So we sing oh oh oh oh oh da da da da
One day the cops came through the door
Screaming everybody on the floor
This search warrant will execute today
Justin crawled out of his window
With a half a pound of indo
The bastards would not get him in this way
And they did not.
But an eviction notice came
The landlord had exhausted his good will
The party had to stop
But none of us forgot
That one summer we spent
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue
On Locust Avenue