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t.f. gambon - floorboards lyrics

[verse 1]
well monday had me run down soon as i stepped on the train
overcrowded, sour faces, jackets wet with rain
i couldn’t move a muscle, i was too tired to complain
but everybody was in the same boat
ain’t nothing special about my pain
the week went by and so did my ambition to become great
just let me get on to friday night, the greatness it can wait
friday night crept into view and up went my heart rate
next thing i know, i’m at the bar, i’m downing double whiskey straight

[chorus]
we’re banging on our keyboards
cursing out our landlords
a step away from overboard
i hope you get to feel like you’re free
before you go…
we’re dancing on the back porch
scratching up the floorboards
singing to these four chords
don’t forget to hold onto me
before you go…

[verse 2]
well she is good and fed up with the problems that she has
she’s overworked, and underpaid, and she’s always thought of last
her man won’t stick around unless she’s always on her game
and when she opens up about it, she thinks she’s to blame
she tries to transcend all the nonsense, but she’s so ashamed
the bags beneath her eyes, they shroud a soft but glowing flame
between her index and ring fingers lies a bird so lame
she perches it up all by itself and she points it at that man in vain
[chorus]
we’re banging on our keyboards
cursing out our landlords
a step away from overboard
i hope you get to feel like you’re free
before you go…
we’re dancing on the back porch
scratching up the floorboards
singing to these four chords
don’t forget to hold onto me
before you go…

[bridge]
then on sunday morning all those stifled thoughts come rushing back
sometimes the only thing to do is spark one up, just relax
just a few more hours…

[verse 3]
well that summer sun’s as ruthless as a tyrant made of fire
the sidewalks are surrounded by fences and barbed wire
it never made much sense why some have more than they require
and others can only sit and hope and struggle and perspire
we never know how close we come to that final compromise
when the devil calls our name out loud with vitriol and lies
but still we linger on, somehow evading our demise
sometimes we even rise above
this life is full of d+mned surprise
[chorus]
and we’ve been banging on our keyboards
cursing out our landlords
a step away from overboard
i hope you get to feel like you’re free
before you go…
we’re dancing on the back porch
scratching up the floorboards
singing to these four chords
don’t forget to hold onto me
before you go…

- t f gambon lyrics

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