Woods Bros. Band - Get Even

Treat his debut just like a baby
Took it from the cradle to the grave
Woe for the world full of anger
Woe for the child that he raised
Well, a lil further down the mossy side
You will find my rockin’ corpse
And my woman rocks beside me
Just to lend me her support
And you won't catch me movin'
I ain't haulin' no more gear
I will meet you at the railroad station
With the babies and the beers
My last tour, it was a stinker
My last tour, it surely sucked
We started off in such good spirits
But then the van blew up
And I will always love your Mom and Dad
For sweet music that they made
'Cuz they made you, a yacht rock classic
In the late 1970s
Gonna invade your countries
Gonna steal your planes
I'm just hopin' they clone me
Let the guitars explain
Yes, we’re gonna get even
Gonna give’er one more time
Gonna get even
Gonna give’r one more time
Always wondered where I'd be if I never found The Kinks
But I doubt that I ever would've found much fun
Had to hire me a lawyer to stop all the boots
Now I'm firing my drummer for someone more cute
Yes, we’re gonna get even
Gonna give’er one more time
Gonna get even
Gonna give’r one more time
(One more time)
I saw the sun
And I saw it rise
It was third on the stone
And it shown on my lies
(One more time)
Water like wine
Pure as the soil
Wash out my fate
For my toils, I have tried to be loyal
(One more time)
Whispered again
Freedom remains
One more time
One more time
One more time

Written by:
Jeffrey Gay

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