Future Islands - Grease lyrics

Gerrit Welmers, William Cashion, Samuel T. Herring

[Future Islands - Grease lyrics]

We've been here before
In a gravel lot, by the back door
We move the same we say the same things
And the same song plays on the radio

Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old i was a boy not long ago
What happens to youth?
What happened to truth? What happened to me?
This song won't change a thing

No, but the people want it all
The dancing bear, the bouncing ball
Oh, I hope they want it all
Or the same song plays on the radio

Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old
And the highways take a toll



Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old i was a boy not long ago

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