Hoodie Weather Lyrics
| Song | Hoodie Weather |
| Artist | The Wonder Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It smells like it should be snowing | |
| And I've been frequenting a diner on | |
| Main Street | |
| Where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me | |
| Have problems with oxy and can't recall what | |
| I had to drink | |
| No one knows where they're going | |
| They just know they want out of here badly | |
| They're like cigarettes dropped on a highway | |
| They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing | |
| I've got my grandmother's veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I'll probably die here | |
| Let's go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I'll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I'll settle down | |
| I'll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| The kids in the graduating class | |
| Have got their eyes set west | |
| And California on their lips | |
| But I left some blood there that | |
| I'm never getting back | |
| Rocky's in the | |
| Deep South | |
| I don't think he's coming back now | |
| It's sinister, but it's how life worked out | |
| I've got my grandmother's veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I'll probably die here | |
| Let's go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I'll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I'll settle down | |
| I'll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| Growing up means watching my heroes turn human in front of me | |
| The songs we wrote at eighteen seem shortsighted and naïve | |
| So when the weather breaks, | |
| I'll pull my hoodie up over my face | |
| I won't run away, run away | |
| As fucked as this place got, it made me me | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I'll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I'll settle down | |
| I'll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| This town's got lies to tell |
| It smells like it should be snowing | |
| And I' ve been frequenting a diner on | |
| Main Street | |
| Where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me | |
| Have problems with oxy and can' t recall what | |
| I had to drink | |
| No one knows where they' re going | |
| They just know they want out of here badly | |
| They' re like cigarettes dropped on a highway | |
| They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing | |
| I' ve got my grandmother' s veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I' ll probably die here | |
| Let' s go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| The kids in the graduating class | |
| Have got their eyes set west | |
| And California on their lips | |
| But I left some blood there that | |
| I' m never getting back | |
| Rocky' s in the | |
| Deep South | |
| I don' t think he' s coming back now | |
| It' s sinister, but it' s how life worked out | |
| I' ve got my grandmother' s veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I' ll probably die here | |
| Let' s go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| Growing up means watching my heroes turn human in front of me | |
| The songs we wrote at eighteen seem shortsighted and na ve | |
| So when the weather breaks, | |
| I' ll pull my hoodie up over my face | |
| I won' t run away, run away | |
| As fucked as this place got, it made me me | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| This town' s got lies to tell |
| It smells like it should be snowing | |
| And I' ve been frequenting a diner on | |
| Main Street | |
| Where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me | |
| Have problems with oxy and can' t recall what | |
| I had to drink | |
| No one knows where they' re going | |
| They just know they want out of here badly | |
| They' re like cigarettes dropped on a highway | |
| They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing | |
| I' ve got my grandmother' s veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I' ll probably die here | |
| Let' s go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| The kids in the graduating class | |
| Have got their eyes set west | |
| And California on their lips | |
| But I left some blood there that | |
| I' m never getting back | |
| Rocky' s in the | |
| Deep South | |
| I don' t think he' s coming back now | |
| It' s sinister, but it' s how life worked out | |
| I' ve got my grandmother' s veins in the back of my hands | |
| And just a hint of a | |
| South Philly accent | |
| I was born here and | |
| I' ll probably die here | |
| Let' s go home | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| Growing up means watching my heroes turn human in front of me | |
| The songs we wrote at eighteen seem shortsighted and na ve | |
| So when the weather breaks, | |
| I' ll pull my hoodie up over my face | |
| I won' t run away, run away | |
| As fucked as this place got, it made me me | |
| This town has got lies to tell | |
| I' ll wait around and hear you out | |
| But I can' t keep from digging up these bones forever | |
| At least for now, | |
| I' ll settle down | |
| I' ll try to find some solid ground | |
| I lost my footing trying to get home last winter | |
| This town' s got lies to tell |
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