Buck 65 - Way Back When [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:]
Old days golden covering the bases
Back when we used to punch each other in the faces
Under my skin try on the ions
See how it feels let bygones be bygones
Past thieves store script to the well known
That's when we did it no shit from the elbow
Underground meant something low water Apocalypse
Cats in the trees robots and rocket ships

[Hook:]
Way back when…Solid Gold…That song on the radio's nice (x4)

[Verse 2:]
Hooks for hands trash in the can
Cash in the plan flash in the pan
Baseball, baseball making the catches
Tearing the roof off playing with matches

Bumped and bruised dumped by the girlfriend
Satan and Santa Claus Waiting for the world's end
Dancing in the bathroom suffering in hatred
Cutting the trees down like nothing is sacred

Struck by lightning brand new exciting bands
Writing grants we might have had a fighting chance
Words like weapons that dealt a crushing blow
Under the stars on the edge of touch and go

Boogey man, dirty books, fingers crossed just in case
Sadly mistaken trying to make it to second base
Men drew lines young boys drew knives
Every study very body had to lie

[Hook:]
Way back when…Solid Gold…That song on the radio's nice (x4)

[Bridge:]
Right right back to the past
Like it was, like it was
Cause it ain't like it was in the old days

[Verse 3:]
Dry heaves it's always so wide, grief
Had to learn just to be so naive
Odd jobs about stories and soul models
Living in a world of superheros and role models
Big deals out of limits of friendship
Stopping stars, photoshopping stars cars off bridges
Man of the rodeo women of burlesque
Epic battles and apples on the teacher's desk
Crying wolves, awaking in the cave
Weakness secrets taken to the grave
The bigger, the better
Unfair and so drastic
Things made it work, long days and no plastic
Uzis weighed a ton
45ths, 33rds Limits untested
First kisses and dirty words
Devils in the details God saw air, buddy
Bad joke but ha ha very funny!

[Hook:]
Way back when…Solid Gold…That song on the radio's nice (x4)
Way…back…when
Cause it ain't like it was in the old days
Old days, old days