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O.A.R. (OF A REVOLUTION) lyrics - The Wanderer

About And Hour Ago (The Gas Was Low)

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There was a man on the road bout an hour ago and he was looking for a ride to New Mexico Well we was driving by Way too fast to know Well then we got to the place on a high speed chase There was a girlie in the corner with a plastic face And then she disappeared without a trace I say without a trace Well now we're kicking back and we're sipping beers And there's a man telling stories about his inner fears We was all choked up and too close to tears Well then we moved on up to some margaritas And we started making faces at the senoritas Playing drinking games, but they were all too drunk to beat us Well now, my car broke down about an hour ago We were heading on down to New Mexico, But, well we did not see the gas was low [Chorus] Hey, hey, I said the gas was low the gas was low the gas was low the gas was low Hey, the gas was low. Hey. Lalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaa We got back to the party We been on the road we're kinda dirty I seen this girl I said you're mighty purty. Well I said hello, bout an hour ago We were heading on down to the big grass show, But hey, we did not see, the gas was low [Chorus] About an hour, about an hour ago About an hour, about an hour ago About an hour... about - an hour ago.

In Our Darkest Hour

PHANTOM PLANET "The Guest"
Oh yeah it started today in a cloud If I was the sun I would shout I've got so much shining left before I'm out Yeah it began with a spark then a flame grew into a fire and spread out again And I just woke up here surrounded by the whole thing Well, we have got to get out of here In our darkest hour When we may not make it I can't see a thing through the smoke and if I could breathe I'd try not to choke No where to run no where to hide no where to go Sometimes I get stuck yeah I get so upset I burn at the ends I learn to regret Just one toss of that faithful cigarette Well, we have got to get out of here In our darkest hour I think the end is near I can feel it We have got to get out of here In our darkest hour When we may not make it

All Too Well

AGAINST THE CURRENT
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow. And I left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, And I can picture it after all these days. And I know it's long gone, And that magic's not here no more, And I might be okay, But I'm not fine at all. 'Cause there we are again on that little town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me. Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me. And I know it's long gone And there was nothing else I could do And I forget about you long enough To forget why I needed to... 'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night. We dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah. Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, And maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'before you tore it all up. Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise. So casually cruel in the name of being honest. I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here 'Cause I remember it all, all, all... too well.

Thunder Road

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN "Born To Run"
The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside Darling you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking That maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright Oh and that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a saviour to rise from these streets Well now I'm no hero That's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow Back your hair Well the night's busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waiting on down the tracks Oh-oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh-oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road Oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back If you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door's open but the ride it ain't free And I know you're lonely For words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It's a town full of losers And I'm pulling out of here to win

One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)

BETTE MIDLER "Experience The Divine: Bette Midler Greatest Hits"
Johnny: Okay. And once again, here's Bette Midler. Bette: Well, you know, when they asked me to come on and . . . I can't believe it! The last, the last guest. The last fool Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly. You are the wind beneath my wings. Oh, well he is. Quarter to three. There's no one in the place except you and me. So set 'em up, Joe. Got a little story I think you should know. We're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a sweet episode. Make it one for my baby and one more for the road. Got the routine. So drop another nickel in the machine. Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad. Wish you'd make the music so dreamy and sad. You could tell me a lot. But it's not in a gentleman's code. Let's make it one for my baby and one more for the road. You may not know it, but buddy you're a kind of poet. And you've had a lot of things to say. And when I'm gloomy you always listen to me, until it's talked away. Well, that's how it goes. And John I know you're getting anxious to close. So, thanks for the cheer. I hope you didn't mind me bending your ear. For all of the years, for the laughs, for the tears, for the class that you showed, make it one for my baby and one more for the road. That long long road. Johhny: Thank you, Bette. Ah.

Road Trip

STERIOGRAM
[Verse 1] We're on the road again and there ain't no time for sleep Workin real hard cause it's where we want to be On nothing but toast and vegemite The bottle's getting empty it'll start a fight - If we don't fall asleep in the van We'll be looking for some brown sugar In the hot chocolate - Spend five hours a day lugging gear And for what? So we can play an hour show then do it again – [Pre Chorus] And we're travelling on this road to somewhere Try to get this message home if your still there [Chorus] And its cold Tired eyes Not a day goes by that im not stuck inside But I know given choice That there's no freakin way that I'd trade my place Well we're taking this road And it's the road that we're taking Wasting time while we're sleeping When we're sleeping, time's wasting Well we're doing what we love And we love what we're doing Which makes the sound that we're giving And we're giving the sound [Verse 2] Been sitting in the van for ten hours straight We gotta keep it movin we don't wanna be late - We need a bus cause we got no grunt Or a new van cause we smashed it up Pull it over to get some gas But we figured out that we got no cash - Spend five hours a day lugging gear And for what? So we can play an hour show just to get our shot -

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