Everyone piled in the back of a beat up truck Riding down the road with the radio up I got my arm around my girl with the farmer's tan All my boys shaking up them cans A 12 pack and spray paint, taking it too far We're doing it our way, leaving our mark Down the halls, on the walls, in the bathroom stalls Underneath that freight train bridge that we jumped off We wrote "long live the kings and queens of this city" We're small town famous, our names in graffiti Just a little something to remember us by Like our very own Hollywood sign Our stories spread around, word of mouth, from town to town Even now they still talk about, still talk about… Oh, we still got the crown, it was more than just a memory Forever going down in water tower history This town is ours, cross our hearts, keep our secrets safe, We'll never tell, yeah, we swear, take it to our graves To all the jocks and the punks and the freaks and the hippies Yeah, we're small town famous, our names in graffiti Yeah, we're small town famous, our names in graffiti Long live the kings and queens of this city We're small town famous, our names in graffiti