We were travelling last night when
We pulled up to shining lights and
We talked about mysticism
We left early as is our whim
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We set sail the morning after
Had them hanging from the rafters\
Honestly there's something to this
Even though no one can prove this
We roll town to burg
Shouting Elvis' name and spreading his good word
We see all to those believe
Crash town like a wave then roll up stakes and leave
Truth be told the crowds they scare me
What if once they tried to dare me
I would say "It's faith just trust me."
Ain't no way these fools will bust me
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Dave - guitars, banjo, vocals
Brian - bass, engineering, mixing
Wil - drums