Team Me - Song for a Drummer lyrics
[Team Me - Song for a Drummer lyrics]
Every single detour might just the be one
Every single tumbledown might just get
You out of town
Choking on the same tears for years and years
Get your ass over to the city little silly
Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Lets walk around like idiots
Singing in the rain
Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I
Got a bag of you-know-what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Somе kind of church where I
Don't have to prеtend i'm in a rocket
I'm going up not coming down until tomorrow
Every little glitch in your
Machinery of daydreams
Might just lead you to some kind of
Core that you've been looking for
Still choking on the same old tears
From the same old ocean
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Lets walk around like idiots
Singing in the rain
Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I
Got a bag of you-know-what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I
Don't have to pretend i'm in a rocket
I'm going up not coming down until tomorrow
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I
Don't have to pretend im in a rocket
Im going up not coming down until tomorrow
Every single tumbledown might just get
You out of town
Choking on the same tears for years and years
Get your ass over to the city little silly
Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Lets walk around like idiots
Singing in the rain
Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I
Got a bag of you-know-what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Somе kind of church where I
Don't have to prеtend i'm in a rocket
I'm going up not coming down until tomorrow
Every little glitch in your
Machinery of daydreams
Might just lead you to some kind of
Core that you've been looking for
Still choking on the same old tears
From the same old ocean
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Lets walk around like idiots
Singing in the rain
Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I
Got a bag of you-know-what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I
Don't have to pretend i'm in a rocket
I'm going up not coming down until tomorrow
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I
Don't have to pretend im in a rocket
Im going up not coming down until tomorrow