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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sheer Mag
Performer
Kyle Seely
Electric Guitar
Hart Seely
Bass Guitar
Christina Halladay
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Seely
Songwriter
Hart Seely
Songwriter
Matther Palmer
Songwriter
Christina Halladay
Songwriter
Lyrics
When you ring a bell, it can't be unrung
I can't sit around at home where I don't belong
So we packed up the van, just like the old days, playing the same old songs
Taking one to ten west, into the setting sun
And we're back on the road
South bound, tryna get away from the cold
Barely making the show
After last night, baby, I can guarantee
The jaws of hell are here to welcome me
What if you give us a shot, turn up the music, we're a sight to see
At the end of the day, baby, we're all you need
Well, now I'm feeling alright
Downtown, it's good to be back on the east side
And baby, when they dim the lights
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Monday
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Tuesday
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Wednesday
We're playing favorites tonight
Thursday (Thursday), Friday (Friday)
Saturday into the sun
Somebody's off to the side
Looks right, God, it's been such a long time
Since we laughed so hard that we cried
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Monday
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Tuesday
We're playing favorites tonight
Playing on Wednesday
We're playing favorites tonight
Thursday (Thursday), Friday (Friday)
Saturday into the sun
Writer(s): Matt Palmer, Christina Marie Halladay, Hart Seely, Kyle Seely
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