Lyrics

I can't stop thinking about them Living out on the edge of town We chilled on the weekends 'Til one day the shit hit the fan And the drummer got sick for the whole year They almost disappeared Through it all, through it all The band stayed together I don't know, I don't know What else they could do Get a job? Baby nah That'd be such a drag, man So they said: Let's stop thinking about it Let's keep going cause we're Doing a good thing Now they're back, back on the come up I heard they sold out back to back Shows at the Fonda But yesterday the shit hit the fan When they crashed their van into a deer They almost disappeared Through it all, through it all The band stayed together I don't know, I don't know What else they could do Get a job? Baby nah That'd be such a drag, man So they said: Let's stop thinking about it Let's keep going cause we're Doing a good thing Through it all, through it all The band stayed together I don't know, I don't know What else they could do Get a job? Baby nah That'd be such a drag, man So they said: Let's stop thinking about it Let's keep going cause we're Doing a good thing
Writer(s): Charles Glick, Christopher Beachy, Kevin Farzad, Michael Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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