I'd rather leave it all on the stage
Than stay here for another day
I'd rather regret the jumps I've made
Feet are planted in the grave
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Ra-ra-ra-rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
I'd rather leave a used up body
Than a body that was never used
Plain and a little bit sloppy
I've always been scarred and bruised
I'd rather be making memories (rather, rather, rather)
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Ra-ra-ra-rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass, on the grass
Ra-rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone, be gone
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see (rather, rather, rather)
I'd rather be making memories
Than reminiscing of the past, you see
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it
Rather be standing on the grass
Rather be standing on the grass than lying under it