B E B E
B E B E
Pissing in plastic cups before we went on stage
B E B E
Playing hackey sack back when Audioslave were still Rage
B E B E
Watching all the freaky Dutch kids vomit then have sex
B E B E
Listening to techno music on the bus while we under dress
E B
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories, how can we make it back there, back there
A5 G#5 F#5 E5 Eb5 C#5 B5
I want to be there a- gain
B E B E
Messing with the journalists and telling stupid lies
B E B E
They had a feeling that something was up because of the look in our eyes
B E B E
In fact we didn't know what we were doing half of the time
B E B E
We were so sure of ourselves and sure of our way of life
E B
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories, how can we make it back there, back there
A5 G#5 F#5 E5 Eb5 C#5 B5
I want to be there a- gain
F# G#m E B
Now I got so many people that I got to look out for
F# G#m E B
I never knew when I'll become away and buy some food at the store
F# G#m E B
I can hear them babies crying and the lawn needs to be mowed
F# G#m E B
I gotta get my groove on cause I'm freakin bored!
E B
E B
E B
Memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories make me want to go back there, back there
E B
All the memories, how can we make it back there, back there
A5 G#5 F#5 E5 Eb5 C#5 B5
I want to be there a- gain
