Letra

Davo's polishing an antique Strat That no musician could afford He's got himself a twin and a pork pie hat He's got himself a new jazz chord He rang up Madder but Madder's not sure If his wife's gonna let him off the leash He says, "Madder, I'm getting the band back together I need ya, brother, capeesh?" All across town, the word's out It's all everybody's talkin' about And they are Getting the band back together Getting the band back together The Mad Dog's rustled up a Tama kit In a nitro sparkle shade o' red He's booking 'em out, set 'em up for a hit In a corner of the backyard shed The boot shop's kitted out bassman Viv With a bad pair of snakeskin shoes His girlfriend's given him an apricot print All the better for playing the blues All that fire and all that belly The bottom end's tighter than Byron and Shelley And they are Getting the band back together Getting the band back together, yeah they're Getting the band back together, you know they're Getting the band back together Life is good with the kids all gone But it's all been too quiet, too long And they are Getting the band back together Getting the band back together Somewhere out in the great beyond Biggie is singing forever Even now that the weekend's coming Getting the band back together Getting the band back together, getting the band Getting the band back together, I wanna sing it Getting the band back together, yes they are Getting the band back together, hey (Get it back together) Getting the band back together, hey, hey, hey, hey Getting the band back together, oh, yeah Getting the band back together Getting the band back together Getting the band back together, together, baby Getting the band back together Getting the band back together, I said they're Getting the band back together
Writer(s): Don Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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