One, two

One, two, three, four

I read the paper just the other day

'Bout a buddy of mine who headed to an early grave

They say he went in his sleep with a smile on his face

Bet he was dreaming 'bout those better days

When the crash of the drums hit like the waves on the beach

That cheap bass and guitar and our wildest dreams

We were searching for a savior like anybody else

Trying to save ourselves from ourselves

Just a garage band

We weren't alive, we were living in Garageland

Our parents all held jobs, but we had other plans

We acted like our heroes, they just didn't understand

And we were never afraid to fall

It was us and those four walls

Just a garage band

We weren't alive, we were living in Garageland

And nothing else felt so right

Just us, those guitars and a Saturday night, yeah

'Cause with a strap on your back, you have wings on your feet

You felt like a king when you walked down the street

We heard those old records and knew we belonged

When the drums hit the groove, we'd all sing along

Just a garage band

Oh, we were living in Garageland

Just a garage band

Oh, we weren't alive, we were living in Garageland

Nothing else felt so right

It was us, those guitars and a Saturday night