Second Favorite Living Drummer
On the way to the venue
I can't believe it, can you
To be with all our heroes
Under the same roof
In the town of James Worthy
We are far from being worthy
But we will come and play squire
To the rock empires
I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
How's bass-land baby
I think he met his wife now maybe
'Cause me and the dog, we were shaking
Wondering where the bassman had taken off
But we didn't know the words as well as we thought
Oh, I need another try at this day
Get myself squared away
'Cause I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer
I saw Alice, addicted to Jane
She wrapped her in her chains
And the Police, they were all the rage
And the door was thin
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
And the Police, they were all the rage
And the door was thin
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
I can't believe it, can you
To be with all our heroes
Under the same roof
In the town of James Worthy
We are far from being worthy
But we will come and play squire
To the rock empires
I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
How's bass-land baby
I think he met his wife now maybe
'Cause me and the dog, we were shaking
Wondering where the bassman had taken off
But we didn't know the words as well as we thought
Oh, I need another try at this day
Get myself squared away
'Cause I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
I seen roses, and I seen guns
Hills of cypress blinking in the sun
There's a flea in the machine
That couldn't stay all that long
And the bouncer's quietly reading the Rats of NIMH
And my favorite living drummer
I saw Alice, addicted to Jane
She wrapped her in her chains
And the Police, they were all the rage
And the door was thin
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
And the Police, they were all the rage
And the door was thin
And my favorite living drummer was not let in
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Writer(s): Charles Stokes Urmston
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