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Words
Verse 1
Wade, we were five kids and a carpet on a concrete floor
Your mother let us play until the neighbours made the call
We learned four songs and we played them like a war
And we never once got up in front of anyone at all
Thirty years and I still know the count you used to give
Two sticks up in the air and the whole garage went black
Pre-Chorus
You are fifty years old on Saturday and you never sold a ticket
So we are going to make the loudest thing this street has ever heard
Chorus
Happy birthday, Wade — hit it like you're nineteen
I sing in a choir every Sunday and it is not like this
This is the other half of me and you're the one who found it
Count us in one more time and let the windows take it
Verse 2
I go in at seven and I hold a stranger's hand till morning
I sing them something quiet and I keep my voice down low
But I have wanted for three decades to be loud in front of people
And I am not waiting for a stage to say so
Your daughter's on the bass now and she is better than you were
Don't argue with me, Wade, I have heard the both of you
Pre-Chorus
You are fifty years old on Saturday and that amp still works
So we're doing it in the garage, door up, whole street invited
Chorus
Happy birthday, Wade — hit it like you're nineteen
I sing in a choir every Sunday and it is not like this
This is the other half of me and you're the one who found it
Count us in one more time and let the windows take it
Bridge
There is no shame in a band that never played
We were never any good and we were never bored
Every Friday night for four years we were somebody
That counted then and I am saying it counts now
Final Chorus
Happy birthday, Wade — hit it like you're nineteen
The choir can have me Sunday, tonight this room can have me
Fifty years and one show, and the show is you
Count us in, count us in, and let the windows take it
Outro
Door up, Wade. Happy birthday
Neighbours, you can call whoever you like
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