20TH CENTURY Letra

[brad](we found the groove)(have a good time, make sure your seat belts are fastened)well i'm swearing to god, yeah, i'm so nervousi cannot feel anything, save the tip of my fingerwhenever comes just might not be the momentraise the roof, yeah, let's get out of thismy friends20th centurymy friendsmy friendspay attention y'all, to the signspay attention, yeah, to the questionslet the energy rise to the momentyeah, that look in your eyes, no descriptionmy friends20th centurymy friends20th centurymy friends20th centurymy friendsmy friendsjust a little bit farther...