I must admit I felt the flame

Kurt Cobain, a Fender Mustang

MTV brought me up

This is your brain on drugs

I won't forget that first girlfriend

That got me in The boys, The Men

I grew up a lot that year

My sweatshirt said no fear, ah

My life was a stereo

Man, it was everything

First one in line for the last dance with Mary Jane

Hiding in my headphones, laying on a bedroom floor

1994

Tell mom, see ya later

Don't be blowing up my pager

When the shows over I'll come home

When that is, I don't know, hm

Teen spirit in the air

Before we owned our own cell phones

In study hall passing notes

Yes, no, or I don't care

When my life was a stereo

Man, it was everything

Soundtrack, first kiss

Out at the roller rink

Hands held, two hearts falling on a hardwood floor

1994

1994

Think you know it all when you don't know any better

Tell yourself you're gonna live forever

Fires burning and I'm still holding the torch

From 1994

Year to be, hey

Year to be young

Year to be, hey

Year to be young

Year to be, hey

Year to be young

My life was a stereo

Man, it was everything

Soundtrack track takes me back

Through all those memories

Hiding in my headphones, laying on the bedroom floor

It takes me back to the days when a song was so much more

1994

1994

1994