Ceschi - The One Man Band Broke Up lyrics
[Ceschi - The One Man Band Broke Up lyrics]
The one man band broke up
The one man band broke up
Due to creative differences
The one man band broke up
And everybody mourned the passing
By passing along
Oh fuck a simple requiem
For the moments in the dusty record
Bins once lived in by kings
Now graveyards for great stars that
Will never reign again
These deserts full of fractured
Limbs and scattered
Instruments that can still sing like kids
Are rotting into nothingness and
The abyss is dim
I remember when you kept time
With the bass drum pedal
While your left foot played organ melodies
A harmonica a banjo
When you put an old hat out for the crowd
Passersby wearing suit's and ties
Tried to hide
But they couldn't possibly deny
Your banshee cries
Five decades in a wishing well
Only waiting for someone to toss a pail
Or a life vest or some type of help
But, your body failed and your mind failed
And your career fell into oblivion with
The rest of your peers
Loving what you did only got you
So far through these years
The moral of the story is
No one really gives a shit
But don't cry for the swatted flies
They loved what they did
The moral of the story is
No one really gives a shit
But don't cry for the swatted flies
They loved what they did
The one man band broke up
Due to creative differences
The one man band broke up
And everybody mourned the passing
By passing along
Oh fuck a simple requiem
For the moments in the dusty record
Bins once lived in by kings
Now graveyards for great stars that
Will never reign again
These deserts full of fractured
Limbs and scattered
Instruments that can still sing like kids
Are rotting into nothingness and
The abyss is dim
I remember when you kept time
With the bass drum pedal
While your left foot played organ melodies
A harmonica a banjo
When you put an old hat out for the crowd
Passersby wearing suit's and ties
Tried to hide
But they couldn't possibly deny
Your banshee cries
Five decades in a wishing well
Only waiting for someone to toss a pail
Or a life vest or some type of help
But, your body failed and your mind failed
And your career fell into oblivion with
The rest of your peers
Loving what you did only got you
So far through these years
The moral of the story is
No one really gives a shit
But don't cry for the swatted flies
They loved what they did
The moral of the story is
No one really gives a shit
But don't cry for the swatted flies
They loved what they did