Written by Rivers Cuomo
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 dressB E B E Messing with the journalists and telling stupid lies B E B 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 lifeE 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 A C#m B I want be there againF# 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! ( B E )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 A C#m B I want be there againhide this tabe|-11-9--12-11-9--9---9------9-----| B|-----------------12----12----12--| G|---------------------------------| D|---------------------------------| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------|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 A C#m B I want be there again
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