Text: Starting Line. Make Yourself at Home. Classic Jazz [live].

Lights come on from neighbors woken up
And the flash, our cue for the dash to the car
To the back porch where we laugh and we pass to the left
And reflect on expected repetitiveness
The dial didn't slip an inch from that station

We were floating in your room
To the songs of classic jazz, flowing all night long
As long as we're leading our lives
It's music that still makes us come out at night for good times

Lighten up 'cause it's summer and we're just having fun
We're too young to be out-running and ducking the fuzz
But your room was a safe and a spacious place
With the clarinet filling the entire thing

The dial didn't slip an inch from that station
That would play the hits of our grandparents' time
While I flawlessly chime in at the hit of the ride
And say, I'm floating

We were floating in your room
To the songs of classic jazz, flowing all night long
As long as we're leading our lives
It's music that still makes us come out at night for good times

Static, there's nothing but static programmed by popular demand
And then a light appeared directly over my head
And it illuminated as great as the idea that came
It was simple, we just won't listen to commercials
Or the same ten songs over and over

We were floating in your room
To the songs of classic jazz, flowing all night long
As long as we're leading our lives
It's music that still makes us come out at night for good times

I'm flying from your room to the sun
With classic jazz still spilling from my lungs