the granite shore - buyer beware lyrics
so; this is the end of everything, all that we’ve ever known. tighten your belts for take-off and give us a smile as we go; will they paint the p-ssports blue again? far below, will the drummer’s dreams come true again?
[chorus] anyway; what do you want us to play – would you prefer a new one or something from way back when?
anyway; what do you want us to play – memories sealed up in amber and wheeled out just one last time?
now, this is the start of impotence, this is a new kind of rage. nothing says “angry” like soloing perched on the edge of the stage, with our dignity in tatters; at our age, let’s accept that nothing matters
let the cooling off begin; buyer beware. the time of reckoning draws near. there’s a veering to the right, but d0n’t turn a hair, and the clocks will all go back again next year
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