Long Way Home
The FM plays nothing I know
As I'm driving down this open road
See all these numbers, yeah, I've counted them before
But I got a long way back home, long way home
And all I'm hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Some say, "Hey!"
Some say, "Ho!"
Those fifteen minutes they will come and they'll go
But I've got more than fifteen minutes left to blow
Yeah, I got a long way back home, long way home
And all I'm hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
So won't you play something I know?
A little old time rock and roll
Or "Gimme Shelter" by The Rolling Stones
'Cause I got a long way back home
Yeah, we got a long way back home, long way home
And all we're hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey
Something I know
Life ain't real but that's the way it goes
Now I'm driving down this open road
I can't grow a beard, I wish I could
I can wear suspenders though
Now I'm driving down this open road
On the radio, yeah
That was a bad one
I'm trying to read through the lyrics while doing it
As I'm driving down this open road
See all these numbers, yeah, I've counted them before
But I got a long way back home, long way home
And all I'm hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Some say, "Hey!"
Some say, "Ho!"
Those fifteen minutes they will come and they'll go
But I've got more than fifteen minutes left to blow
Yeah, I got a long way back home, long way home
And all I'm hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
So won't you play something I know?
A little old time rock and roll
Or "Gimme Shelter" by The Rolling Stones
'Cause I got a long way back home
Yeah, we got a long way back home, long way home
And all we're hearing on the radio is
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey
Something I know
Life ain't real but that's the way it goes
Now I'm driving down this open road
I can't grow a beard, I wish I could
I can wear suspenders though
Now I'm driving down this open road
On the radio, yeah
That was a bad one
I'm trying to read through the lyrics while doing it
Credits
Writer(s): John Ocallaghan, Nicholas Santino
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