Who would have thought this game, this flame would still be burning Who would have guessed that all these blenders would still be churning Not even we on our bended knees could have ever blessed it Not even I with my head in the sky would have ever guessed it
But here we are, for a family reunion, costume barbeque All the black sheep, family outcasts, and a freak or two
No the hat tricks and the gold bricks still don't have us down Still a party for the hearty when we come to town You're still grinning and we're still winning, nothing left to say Death Defying as I go flying down this endless wave
And here we are, we're the offbeat Uncle Freds who spill their wine on you And the in-your-face Aunt Rachels with an attitude All the ones that use your bathroom then eat all your food We're the dreamy Deadheads who just like us and Dave Matthews
Here we are, maybe it's because in spite of all the work we do It's the child in us we really value Here we are, with our fins up and our feathers flashing Here we are, with our coconut shell brassieres chanting
Here we are Here we are Here we are Here we are Here we are Here we are Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
