One Last Broadcast

Well sometimes everything seems alright
And sometimes everything seems fine
But sometimes something's gotta ruin everything
And it happens every time
And I'm starting to realize that I'm losing hope
That one more wish on a penny might just make me go broke
I'm at the end of the rope and I can't afford
And this had better work cause it's our last resort

And so we're sending out the Mayday
Cause I don't think we're gonna make it
Houston we are going down
Houston we are going down in flames
One last broadcast! on the CB radio
And I sure as hell hope someone is listening

We can sit and cry and whine
Or we can act like everything is fine
It's either pity sympathy or everyone decides
To just go on with their own lives
So it's up to me, it's up to us
And when we fall down we get right back up
And if I complain about some scuffed knees
Just brush me off and tell me to shut up

And so we're sending out the Mayday
Cause I don't think we're gonna make it
Houston we are going down
Houston we are going down in flames
One last broadcast! on the CB radio
And I sure as hell hope someone is listening



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Dollar
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