Jimmy
quit the band
Says
there's no time for us anymore
Turned
to a family man
Something
we've chosen to ignore
Somehow
we're on the brink now
You
might not think so
If
you weren't the type to know ...
Another
city
Another
sold out show ...
No
more playin' in smokey bars
No
more drivin' shitbox cars
We've
landed our first contract - we're on the go ...
Well,
the lights turn down
Then
this strange town
Turns
familiar, it seems ...
We're
never alone - out here on the road of dreams ...
Don't
blame life on us
It's
not our fault, anyhow
Yes
- we followed the path
Of
this sacred cow
It's
not always by choice
Sometimes
a pleading voice
Far
inside our head calls out ...
Dictates
what we're all about ...
No
more playin' in smokey bars
No
more drivin' shitbox cars
We've
landed our first contract - we're on the go ...
Well,
the lights turn down
Then
this strange town
Turns
familiar, it seems ...
We're
never alone - out here on the road of dreams ...
I
could see disaster - spelled in your eyes
Came
up on me suddenly - but nothing you could do was a surprise
Never
could I let you ruin what we have
Who
are you to step in - with intent so bad?
Never
will you take any others away
Who
and what you want are mine - they're here to stay
What
you need - what you do - who you want - I could never trust
They'll
be mine 'til all time crumbles into dust ...
Lyrics and Music by Al Tavers
copyright 1996 Jackal Enterprises/ Pentacle Records
a subsidiary of Prodigy Productions
All Rights Reserved
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