Orphan Songs & Dirty Hands

Orphan Songs and Dirty Hands
I used to play in a punk rock band
The songs slowed down, but it's still the same four chords

The days wind on, but I digress
Staggered steps, Color Me Impressed,
Have we hung around these downtown bars too long? Oh yes

Your economy had got me down,
Run around like a circus clown
Drain every ounce of youth left in my soul

Fell down blind nearly broke my neck
Now I wander 'round like a nervous wreck
This hustling life sure is getting old... Oh no

Orphaned Songs and Dirty Hands
I used to play in a new grass band
Strummed so fast, but couldn't keep up with them fills

Searching for a place to go
And strayed too far from Bill Monroe
But I think we missed the mountain for those hills... Oh yeah

All I hear is argument
Is history just monuments to
Monumental shame and pain and toil

I think about what makes a man
And I'm trying hard to understand
It's not easy, but I'm not sure that's the point... Oh yeah

Oh we need all you have and more
Oh we need all you have and more

Orphaned Songs and Dirty Hands
I still play in a synth pop band
Turn it up and let the sequence play us out

Let's stay here a while more
In darkness, still, before the dawning
This mirror only works when lights are on... Oh yeah

Orphan Songs and Dirty Hands
We need and you are and more