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Streets are quiet and empty
Blanketed with snow
I turn up my collar
An icy wind begins to blow
In every frozen basement
Practices a band
We are no exception
The beer feels welcome in my hand

'Cause we're playing to the morning
And laughing without warning
Knowing that we'll never get paid
We're driving to the hall show
You know it's just a small show
But we act like we got it made

In every dirty city
Kids dream of rocknroll
No one can agree on what it is
But their dreams can make them whole
It's hard to comprehend
If you've never been in a band
Why they keep on going
You just gotta understand

We're playing to the morning
And laughing without warning
Knowing that we'll never get paid
We're driving to the hall show
You know it's just a small show
But we act like we got it made

We got it made!

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from The Squad "Friday Pint", released March 31, 2015

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Est. 1989. Do What Thou Wilt Shall Be the Whole of the Law. Love is the Law, Love Under Will.

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