You grab the keysnI’ll grab the fake ID’snHalf a bottle on the floorboardnWaitin for you and menA hundred miles an hournThe money flyin out of the bagnA hundred miles away nAnd we’re never lookin backnnWe were just 18 and couldn’t sit stillnWe were looking for adventure nLookin for the killnBut all we found was this town nAll we found was JacksonvillenJust bad booze and bad bloodnAnd things we’d never knownnFound each othernNever found our way homenAll we found was this townnAll we found was JacksonvillenJacksonville!nnPacked our lives into a suitcasenHeading for the starsnWe’d have made it big nWe’d have changed the worldnBut we didn’t get too farnThe world at our fingertipsnEverything in the palm of our handsnWe’d have made it big nWe’d have changed the worldnBut we just had bigger plansnnWe were just 18 and couldn’t sit stillnWe were looking for adventure nLookin for the killnBut all we found was this town nAll we found was JacksonvillenJust bad booze and bad blood nAnd things we’d never knownnFound each othernNever found our way homenAll we found was this townnAll we found was JacksonvillenJacksonville!n