Old 97s

Old 97s - Longer Than You've Been Alive

rate me

A one, a two, a one two three

We've been doin’ this longer than you've been alive

Propelled by some mysterious drive

And they still let me do it as weird as that seems

And I do it most nights and then again in my dreams

Infinite hallways and giant hotels

Dressing room looks bout as good as it smells

Bottles of whisky and bottles of beer

There’s a bottle of medicine somewhere round here

We've been in nightclubs and we've been in bars

Honky-tonks and theaters from Memphis to Mars

Most of our shows were a triumph of rock

Although some nights I might have been checking the clock

I’m only human though I’m super at times

I jump off of risers I should not have climbed

Rock jumps won't kill you 'til one of them does

Well they'll say "He died doing what he loved"

We got our share of loving in our past

Although we were all looking for someone who'd last

Well, it must be hard to get partnered with me

Some narcissism, some OCD

Well Love that comes easy's a fake or a fluke

Love is a marathon, sometimes you puke

Speaking of which there has been alcohol

Oceans and oceans, but that isn't all

Mountains of weed, a handful of pills

None of the hard stuff, that shit kills

We've been doin' this longer than you've been alive

Twenty good years of about twenty-five

One, two, three

Rock 'n' roll's been very very good to me

The open road's is the only place I wanna be X2

I'm not crazy about songs that get self-referential

And most of this stuff should be kept confidential

But who even gives half a fuck anymore

You should know the truth, it's both a blast and a bore

Rock stars were once such mythical creatures

Up there with Presidents, playmates and preachers

Aw now you just do it cause it's what you do

They throw underwear 'stead of money at you

Now I've made a living out of shaking my ass

And if you offer me an office, I'd have to pass

But our jobs are all jobs, and sometimes they suck

I love what I do, and I've had pretty good luck

All the fans are all clapping screaming and squealing

And I won't lie to you, that's a pretty sweet feeling

And I might butt heads with the guys in my band

But I never once went to work for The Man

The men and the woman like you have been hurt

We're sharing this night that will soon be a blur

We've been doin' this longer than you've been alive

Get on the bus, and tell the driver to dri-i-ive

Rock 'n' roll's been very very good to me

The open road's the only place I wanna be 3X

I said : The open road's

the only place I wanna be

Oh yeah

Y-E-A-H............!

Thanks to 97's junkie for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Doreen for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to JBones for correcting these lyrics

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