Out for the Count

Out For The Count

So it's come down to this, a story about brothers and risk,

Memories that play in my mind, till the day that I die, it's so hard to sing this

We started it out, young and were anxious no doubt

But one thing was there in our minds, not wasting our time

One thing in our sights

So I say, hey you, please take some pictures,

We're all too, happy to notice,

Not here to make money, fame or fortune,

We're just close friends, and it's nice to know you

Here we go again, a fresh story no end,

The afterparty plays on, and I'll keep holding on, and I'll keeping playing on,

So hear me out, the kids are angry no doubt,

And I'll sit in my chair, and you'll have your affair, and I'll say it's not fair!

And they say that I'm out, that I'm out for the count no doubt,

And it doesn't make sense, how we always talk in past tense,

I'll scream and I'll shout singing I'm not done yet,

I'll scream and I'll shout singing I'm not done yet!