It's pretty good, the wine
The way that we look
At ten to eight in the morning
Yeah, just talkin'
Still awake in dawn and dew drinkin'
Thinkin' always
Rememberin' the laughs, the time we got high
For seven days down in New Orleans
And it seemed like no one else knew
We were just the moon and sun
In fog before the heat burned it away
And took the sleep from tired heads
On beds of reachin' hands
Road trip, breath and long tall freedom
Then you long for the days
Trippin' down the long road
Just reading' the signs
That show you the way
To higher place, you meditate
To feel the quiet of the earth
Yeah, that was back when we used to be alright
Another shame the way the city smells worse
On a hot day in August, 2 PM
Right before us good movers move
And the shakers break our hearts
Get home to country love
And the garbage dump by
The dried up creek near the forest
That once had a life
And then it turn on the news
Somebody shoot me soon
I'm tired of overheatin'
Fallin' quick to bending knees and broken veins
Of always needin' faith to get to shore
And break all the vows, I've made
Then you long for the days
Trippin' down the long road
Just readin' the signs
That show you the way
To higher place, you meditate
To feel the quiet of the earth
Yeah, that was back when we used to be alright
No time or presence of mind
To wonder why no time for questions
Of why? I wonder why something's wrong?
Again the noise shakes the ground
There's a rage in the crowd
I'm a face in the crowd, face in the crowd
Face in the crowd
What's your name?
You're sinkin' in the sand
Standin' next to me
A river runnin' through your pants
Afraid to trust me when my hands
Are helpin' you
Then you long for the days
Trippin' down the long road
Just readin' the signs
That show you the way
To higher place, you meditate
To feel the quiet of the earth
Yeah, that was back when we used to be alright
Alright, back when the truth was the way
And the [Incomprehensible]
He used to be alright
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Don't think - sorry's easily said
Don’t try - feeding bullshit instead
We’ve given lots of chances before
But we ain't gonna give anymore
Don't ask us
That's how it goes
’Cause heart of me knows that you’re stinking
I might say words I’m gonna regret
But Schenn say what we’re thinking again
Miller has heard the accusation before
And we aren’t gonna take any more
Believe me
The summer signing
Made some of the price worth believing
We are your fans, and our eyes
Looking at you
For your Game to find
All playing like f***ing tools
I‘m feeling a fool
But I’m no longer blind
And I don't need to see any more to know that
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try
Don't leave false illusions behind
Don't cry, cause Refs ain't changing their mind
So find another gear we implore
Cause we ain't gonna cheer anymore believing
Managements lies while play on the ice is revealing
We are your fans, and our eyes
Looking at you
For your Game to find
All playing like f***ing tools
I‘m feeling a fool
But I’m no longer blind
And I don't need to see any more to know that
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try
We are your fans, and our eyes
Looking at you
For your Game to find
All playing like f***ing tools
I‘m feeling a fool
But I’m no longer blind
And I don't need to see any more to know that
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try (JT looking at you)
We need you to try
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We‘re gonna fight 'em all
A seven point deficit couldn't hold us back
Five wins we rip ’em off
Taking our western f***ing playoff spot back
And we gotta play hard tonight
No, we can’t forget
Teams coming from behind
Only ten games left
And the message coming from us fans
Says, "Boys bring it home!”
Don't wanna hear about it
Every single trolls got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
Other than 2019, so many years of Hell
And if we catch you coming back our way
we’re gonna serve Fists to you
And that ain't what you want to hear
But that's what we’ll do
And the feeling coming from our bones
Says, "Blues bring it home!”
This stop Bruinville,
A great team with an amazing core
Our Boys going to give it all
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And they’ll be skating, they’ll be passing, they’ll be shooting
Rightly trying to score
All the Boys are gonna bleed for us
Cuz, there‘s no doubt anymore
And we cheer for them on the road
Boys bring it on home!
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