The critics groaned. One said of your theatre show that “it was finite, Dear, then we all went home”. “Are you sure?” one moaned. “It dragged that slow, if it had fine ideas they were years ago.” On and on and on and on you go. Baby, you can turn it round. Pull it out the fire. I know you went so wrong, so long. So what you got beat down? You’re going to the wire Saying Thank God that you kept on and on. A brutal grind, dreams of the deluded mind.
They only feel more real on the bleakest nights And you could never fall in line Head down, trying to hide How you would rather live out the deluded life. Live it on and on and on and on you go. Baby, you can turn it round. Pull it out the fire. I know you went so wrong, so long. So what you got beat down? You’re going to the wire,
Saying Thank God that you kept on and on.
Debut Album: Showin' Up Startin' Again (2020)
Track 05
John Witherspoon
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