"Band On The Run" as written by and John Eatherly Jemima Pearl Abegg....
Woke up smoking
In the Rain
Yea another day
of Hangover pain

Dark clouds coming
Its so strange
My tongues been asking
For the taste of change

Southern blood
It runs deep
A sea of broken bottles
Clutter the street

God I ripped these roots
Right off of feet
And breaking free
Is gonna taste real sweet

Gonna burn every bridge down
On our way out of town
Ain't got time to linger
Wave goodbye with a middle finger

Gotta get out
And we can't wait
Can't get in
It will be to late

To all our friends
Accepting the fate
Been tricked
Into thinking this life is great

We can burn
the tradition
Setting your brain
Into submission

Leaving fast
With no ones permission
Ditching the circle
Of no ambition

Gonna burn every bridge down
On our way out of town
Ain't got time to linger
Wave goodbye with a middle finger

Graveyard
Filled with broken dreams
Buried In dirt
Buried in dirt

All the roads
Lead to memories
Memories that hurt
Memories that hurt

We used to be such good kids
We used to be such good kids
We used to be such good kids
We used to be such good kids

No more friends
That we can't trust
No more days
That we disgust

Now we're taking a ride
On a midnight bus
And everyone
Can eat our dust

Gonna burn every bridge down
On our way out of town
Ain't got time to linger
Wave goodbye with a middle finger

Wave goodbye with a middle finger


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