Cya lyrics

Cya lyrics

"Old Stuff lyrics"

Disillusion lyrics
Look around, look around, we're all machines, destroy ourselves, there's no one else, there's no one else, who tell it like it is, we have no time, we have no time for stupid people with an ignorant mind. Open your eyes and realize, you have

Oh I said a little prayer tonight
Before I came on stage
As I came walkin' past the drivers
And the locals on the union wage
I asked the good Lord up in heaven
Let me treat the music right
Then I prayed that Detroit
Goes wild tonight

Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van
Playin' music never sleepin' and workin' on a neon tan
We played The Barn down in Sanford Florida
For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park
We plugged it in up east at Bull Run
And the place went dark

Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the
Hard workin' boys in the crew
asIt was one big party
But the business called it payin' our dues
Back when the old stuff was new

Oh the stories we could tell
If it weren't for the code of the road
About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and the Grizzly Rose
You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale
A tornado n
Somewhere She Waits lyrics
[Track #6] Somewhere she waits for love Somewhere she waits for love Hush my little darling, don't you cry Somewhere long lost words from a soft lullabye In a world where love can hurt you, dreams desert you An
arly stole the show
We just danced in the rain and listened to the thunder roll

Back when the old stuff was new
Hats off to the K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S
It was one big party
Uncle Joe you know we owe it to you
Back when the old stuff was new

No rules young fools comin' from the old school
Takin' on the world alone
Next date can't wait tearin' up the interstate
Every place we played was home
Balls out no doubt this is what it's
Level On The Inside lyrics
all the trials you've endured Around and around, the refrain rings the same each time it's heard Entertain the notion, that the only thing I hear Is the crack of a smile, in a face that ain't so sincere When me
all about
Beggin' for a place to play
Swingin' with our low friends
Prayin' that it never ends
Wouldn't trade a single day

Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the
Hard workin' boys in the crew
It was one big party
But the paper's called it payin' our dues
Back when the old stuff was new

Hey it's still one big party
You can call it whatever you choose
You make me feel like the old stuff is new