It's a time
The rich have all run scared
In the line
Faces have disappeared
Have you ever heard of overkill
It's overfilling down my street
With all the blacks and the blues
Its 8th and blues
The bikes the cars
Its filling up with Greeks

I can't whine
I'm not here or there but fair
One more rhyme
And I'm out the door I swear
A parade a competition
A celebration of what's been done
Feeling out Philadelphia
My hands back in the bag
And I'm feeling for someone

Here comes the fall
Moving out away from here
Grab those regrets
Put them on the pile over there

Why did you go
If you didn't want to stay
Why did you come
If you didn't want to play
Stand by me now
Stand by me now
Stand by me now
Stand by me now

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8th and Blues song meanings
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