Lyrics

All good things after midnight
Teenage desert dreams
Mom and dad gotcha locked in tight
But you’re a kid and you've got means

They say, you’re pushing through the pain

Valley girls on a jailbreak
Malibu by one
Westside boys want a taste
Fire off their guns

They say, it pushes through the pain

And it's all for one, the spirit of the young
Boom, it’s a good time

Slow burn to sunrise
Smell the salt in the air
Go ahead and improvise
Times like these are rare

They say, it pushes through the pain

And it's all for one, the spirit of the young
Boom, it’s a good time