Lyrics:
Got to the venue a few hours early
Wanted to play on the floor
Since the last band broke up
People don’t show up anymore
The fog machines went off again
The stage lights are too damn bright
Squint my eyes, pretend to be alive for you
You’re in a horseshoe
I’d ask you to move up
You wouldn’t want to
After the last note I’ll say thanks
Unplug my shit and walk away
Hope we sell some cotton
I could do this more often
And now we finally load the gear
Wish I could get the hell out of here
Until next time when I see you
You’re in a horseshoe
I’d ask you to move up
But I wouldn’t want to
If I were in your shoes
I’d ask you to move up
You wouldn’t want to
Try not to lose my voice
Talking over house music
Trying not to lose my mind
Sitting in a van
Trying not to lose my soul
They say don’t write what you don’t know.
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