I've come a long way. I've got the scars and callouses to prove it. I'm not sure when, but them dues will get paid. Traveling the land in a five piece band burning tread and trannies on the way. Tomorrow ain't so far away. This road we're on I'm going to stay and the day that you don't hear a sound dig a six foot hole and put me in the ground. I've got me a tip jar and this old beat up guitar. If I play on another deaf ear I might go insane. But there's a pair of blue eyes in the back by the pool table all dressed in black and making her way up front, boys give them hell. You wont hear me knocking on them pearly gates. I'd rather spend my time in a more fun place. Shot of bourbon whiskey. Hell make it two. I need a whole damn round for my crew we're coming down.
peppy, cheerful, upbeat, energetic, rock, Bass, Guitar, Garage