We were travelling last night when

We pulled up to shining lights and

We talked about mysticism

We left early as is our whim

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We set sail the morning after

Had them hanging from the rafters\

Honestly there's something to this

Even though no one can prove this

We roll town to burg

Shouting Elvis' name and spreading his good word

We see all to those believe

Crash town like a wave then roll up stakes and leave

Truth be told the crowds they scare me

What if once they tried to dare me

I would say "It's faith just trust me."

Ain't no way these fools will bust me

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Dave - guitars, banjo, vocals

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Wil - drums