from your view In the blue corner that I painted myself into Then we started to fight And it changed everything Here's the ring You dropped the band
daddy's old guitar as a toy Billy used to sit on the front porch swing Pulling off licks and bending those strings Playing to the rhythm of the south band
things you never did Dance band on the Titanic Singing nearer my God to thee The iceberg's on the starboard bow Won't you dance with me The dance band
Cigar Bands, on your hand, your daddy's socks rolled down Sticks, snow floats and aviator caps with flaps that button down Movie stars on Dixie Cup tops
Flamingo, wearing black market shoes This loud Cuban band is crucifying John Lennon No one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues She's perched
in the mirror cause you know what you are A belly full of guts and a little tin star And you're standing between the devil and the deep blue sea REPEAT
far Drivin' in that beat-up van Or two or three old cars Drivin' everywhere. Then the sharks showed up and circled A big manager for Sting Said sign here, boys, you'll all be stars
my Spanish dancer I'll play my guitar in a Mariacha band I've got the wheel, baby, you can have my shoulder We'll find forever in the stars up above
Some folks are born made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" Oh, they point the cannon at you
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at
South 2 Street Rappin' blues an' playin' guitar While I'm chillin', sky's [the limit], I'm a rock 'n' roll star Makin' funky music, hit records are
step down to the beach Sunny sky and sea all blue And those palm trees swinging by in front of you When the sunset's on the day, then the steel bands start
of a Troll Doll [Jimmy Fallon with a British Accent] Next up, um, next up the, the Dave Matthews Band [Jimmy Fallon as Dave Matthews Band] I say I went
tuck in that shirt what are those shoes? feet off the chair my album is blue i am rivahs who are you? shut your face bring some glue my glasses broke
blue, die hard country fan Let me say it in a way that you'll understand With George Straight's a rock star, where's that leather pants? If Alan joins a boy band
arena I like to get down with my boys in Afghanistan and Baghdad City too I am a red, white and blue blood graduate of honky tonk you His star can't
my bell hooks Anarcho-feminism is the solution I love that his hair is blue, we have the same tattoo We are both waiting for the revolution Meanwhile we go see bands
, The name of this song is uncle sam goddamn It's a show tune but the show aint been written for it yet. Were gonna see if tony Jerome and the band