If you ain’t from it you ain’t knowin’
them rockers wore pants, too.
to hell with all of you, they said.
it’s a hard place can’t be friends we can’t be enemies
couldn’t make it go away
why do good things never wanna stay
broken pieces… try to make it good again
getting better worse i cannot tell
some things you lose some things you give away
the hardest part is…
FASTBACKS love you more. literally.
plus, they’re just down the street
everything you need you have… but you will look long
After all the troubles come and gone
They were here for so long
Now I’ve got this sinking feeling
Everyone seems to be leaving
And I can’t believe how lonely it is here on k street
There’s no one like me here on k street
How lonely it is here on k street today
Has it all changed so much or is it all in me?
Please lift me up and let me see