Only XX

Back of a pick-up truck
for our own little drive-in, we're livin'
on half tanks of gas and full tanks of student loans
well you betcha our car won't run
and it's missing side mirrors and funky steerers,
but at least we know it's our own.

Yeah, in our town
we all know someone famous, someone big
with Vancouver next door
There's so much more
than we could ever know
so we just gotta get outta this town

Oh, that I could be 20 forever,
cuz you know we'd share this moment together,
just doing whatever
we feel like
in the middle of the summer night
illuminated by cell-phone light,
forever, we know

the smell of home is a bit
of veggie-eaters, gangsters and Bible readers,
corn stalks, cow plops and chronic crops,
Yeah, Chilli's wacked
but we kinda like it that way.

There's a band by our name,
but I doubt they've ever been here.
There's a hundred mountains to climb
a hundred things I could rhyme
about this little town,
but with Church goin' down,
I'd best be on my way.

Hope you enjoyed the diddy about my Chilliwack.
It ain't that dutch, so I guess it ain't that much,
but it's all I got at 12:48 am.