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I look out over the spot
We turned into a parking lot
And I grow tired
The days have grown too long
They play their iPods out of speakers
Dance music and auto tuned singers
And they donât get the joke
No they donât see the irony
And there was nothing there for me
Although I thought that there would be
And Iâm broken down and tired
So thanks for the opportunity
We donât give a fuck about a market or how
we might saturate it
We wrote this song to play it so book another
show in your basement
I find Iâm thinking of home a lot
And Iâm drinking more than I thought
And Iâve grown tired
Because these days have grown too long
I didnât start a band for drugs and chicks
I started a band because Iâm young and pissed
But you donât get the joke
No you donât see the irony
Do you remember when you were 16?
When the words you wrote were the main thing
When you shoulder tapped for beers and
You chase the dreams in your head
When the show was all you needed
When you sat with friends and you said
We donât give a fuck about a market or how
we might saturate it
We wrote this song to play it so book another
show in your basement
- Album:
- A Lion And A Guy