[Verse 1]

Hanging out with the skaters

A moment in time that I'll mourn later

Their failed attempts on the cruiser

What fun it is to be a loser

[Chorus]

My future salad days

Cloaked in a daze

Sitting at my desk

Reflecting on the craze

My future salad days

Always seem to amaze

Smoke enters my chest

Writing about the rave

[Verse 2]

Hanging out with rockers

It'll end what a shocker

On the stage when they saunter

Their fans all chant at the alter

[Chorus]

My future salad days

Cloaked in a daze

Sitting at my desk

Reflecting on the craze

My future salad days

Always seem to amaze

Smoke enters my chest

Writing about the rave

[Bridge]

Catching up with my lover

A series of faces pass one another

Our union filled with ardent danger

An ode to love as reckless teenagers

[Chorus]

My future salad days

Cloaked in a daze

Sitting at my desk

Reflecting on the craze

My future salad days

Always seem to amaze

Smoke enters my chest

Writing about the rave