Lyrics

I stepped outside the backstage door to breathe some nicotine And maybe check my mailbox, see if I can read the screen Then I heard a click, the stage door lock I knew just what that meant I'm gonna have to walk around the block if I wanna get it in Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband If you don't have a wristband, my man, you don't get through the door Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband And if you don't have a wristband, my man, you don't get through the door I can explain it, I don't know why my heart beats like a fist When I meet some dude with an attitude saying, "Hey, you can't do that, or this" And the man was large, a well-dressed six-foot-eight And he's acting like Saint Peter standing guard at the pearly- Wristband, my man, you've got to have a wristband If you don't have a wristband, you don't get through the door And I said, "Wristband? I don't need a wristband My axe is on the bandstand, my band is on the floor" I mean it's just Wristband Wristband Wristband Wristband Wristband Wristband Wristband The riots started slowly with the homeless and the lowly Then they spread into the heartland towns that never get a wristband Kids that can't afford the cool brand whose anger is a short-hand For you'll never get a wristband and if you don't have a wristband Then you can't get through the door No, you can't get through the door (wristband) No, you can't get through the door (wristband) Say you can't get through the door, no Wristband Wristband Wristband
Writer(s): Paul Simon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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