The Flaming Tsunamis
The Flaming Tsunamis - Guitar Song songtekst
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This is a story bout a band's life And how they failed to sacrifice Just about how they played their cards They lived their lives rather hard He bought his guitar at the flea market The neck was too short and the strings didn't fit It had more holes than it should to be fit But he took it home and he polished it He won't discuss his guitar's attraction He won't give them the satisfaction He said one thing will always be true I'll keep playing every day and night I won't give up without a fight And if you can't appreciate my art Than I'll pack my bags tonight and dart They hate this song and they know it's written about them Every great band has to come to an end He got his drums when he turned 13 His parents were madder than he'd ever seen The police came to his house that night They got mad and they started a fight He won't discuss his drums attraction He won't give them the satisfaction. He said one thing will always be true...