Live Before We're Dead
Hello my friend, I'm back again, I hope you're doing fine
I've been alone, away from home with troubles on my mind
Caught beneath a jet-black sheet of worries, fear and doubt
But I blew a kiss and I raised a fist and I battled my way out
So make the call and tell them all the district's wide awake
Let's grab a brew, pick up the crew and re-arrange our fate
'Cause old guitars and ragged bars may not help pay the rent
But nights and days of restless haze will leave you burnt and bent
Gather 'round, embrace the sound of these everlasting songs
At least tonight forget the fight, join in and sing along
We've all come to help you, son, once lost but now you're found
We'll do our best, so take a rest, here's another round
Let's knock 'em down!
So make a start and spill your heart and share your pain aloud
We'll have a beer and we'll lend an ear and we'll figure something out
Now we ain't rich and life's a bitch, we struggle till we're sore
But that bitch is nice and worth the price and too short to be ignored
Or at 85 you'll realize you've missed out on the fun
So raise your glass and kill it fast, the best is yet to come
There is no fate but what we make, that's what a wise man said
Let's start tonight, let's do it right, let's live before we're dead
Gather 'round, embrace the sound of these everlasting songs
At least tonight forget the fight, join in and sing along
Play a tune, ignite the room, plunge into the sound
Propose the toast that matters most, here's another round
Let's knock 'em down!
I've been alone, away from home with troubles on my mind
Caught beneath a jet-black sheet of worries, fear and doubt
But I blew a kiss and I raised a fist and I battled my way out
So make the call and tell them all the district's wide awake
Let's grab a brew, pick up the crew and re-arrange our fate
'Cause old guitars and ragged bars may not help pay the rent
But nights and days of restless haze will leave you burnt and bent
Gather 'round, embrace the sound of these everlasting songs
At least tonight forget the fight, join in and sing along
We've all come to help you, son, once lost but now you're found
We'll do our best, so take a rest, here's another round
Let's knock 'em down!
So make a start and spill your heart and share your pain aloud
We'll have a beer and we'll lend an ear and we'll figure something out
Now we ain't rich and life's a bitch, we struggle till we're sore
But that bitch is nice and worth the price and too short to be ignored
Or at 85 you'll realize you've missed out on the fun
So raise your glass and kill it fast, the best is yet to come
There is no fate but what we make, that's what a wise man said
Let's start tonight, let's do it right, let's live before we're dead
Gather 'round, embrace the sound of these everlasting songs
At least tonight forget the fight, join in and sing along
Play a tune, ignite the room, plunge into the sound
Propose the toast that matters most, here's another round
Let's knock 'em down!
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Hatfield
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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