I almost got rich after all of these years I almost had money coming out of my ears Run off the road and back in the ditch Cause i almost got Never got Couldn’t get rich
Boulder coloradao 1965 In a 4 piece cover band called peter and the wolves What we lacked in musical skill We made up raising hell But peter’s grandmother’s uncle’s friend Knew neil sedaka’s manager who said he would send My funky little band on a national tour So we waited by the phone And we waited and we waited some more
4 years later philadelphia With my old friend larry in the group good news Mr. Davis wanted to know If the jesus thing would go But a gay priest rabbi waited in the wings Writing all the words to the songs i had to sing It was muhammed and buddah and just plain weird But i closed my eyes and sang and the people cheered
If living a life in music girl is it’s own reward Wrap your little hand around that golden credit card Knowing you believe in me is all that gets me through But what’s in it for you babe i have n’t got a clue
40 years later nothing much has changed Here we are still banging away To the sound of grinding gears Another song appears And a station in new jersey is playing our cd But my brothers in la and then he’s got a movie The band’s off touring then it’s fergie and the peas Don’t look now boy cause your dreams are down around your kneesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
