Rob from Texas
The Vespids
GENRE Well, the dying evening sun is still up in the sky
It seems the wind is blowing but it’s going with a sigh
Rob, he takes another sip - another busy day
What more could he ask for? It’s irrelevant anyway
Born in the city of angels and demons
Singing songs of the people who lost their freedom
Show me the way to your body, cause you’re my getaway
Just me and the moon on the highway speeding
Gonna keep on going and never stop dreaming
I’ll be gone tomorrow, cause I know
You’re mine just today
Sometimes you get knocked up, sometimes you get knocked down
But he ain’t really known to say anything profound
Rob he takes another sip and sends you on your way
To you it’s a hell of a time, to him it’s a Saturday
Born in the city of angels and demons
Singing songs of the people who lost their freedom
Show me the way to your body, cause you’re my getaway
Just me and the moon on the highway speeding
Gonna keep on going and never stop dreaming
I’ll be gone tomorrow, cause I know
You’re mine just today
It seems the wind is blowing but it’s going with a sigh
Rob, he takes another sip - another busy day
What more could he ask for? It’s irrelevant anyway
Born in the city of angels and demons
Singing songs of the people who lost their freedom
Show me the way to your body, cause you’re my getaway
Just me and the moon on the highway speeding
Gonna keep on going and never stop dreaming
I’ll be gone tomorrow, cause I know
You’re mine just today
Sometimes you get knocked up, sometimes you get knocked down
But he ain’t really known to say anything profound
Rob he takes another sip and sends you on your way
To you it’s a hell of a time, to him it’s a Saturday
Born in the city of angels and demons
Singing songs of the people who lost their freedom
Show me the way to your body, cause you’re my getaway
Just me and the moon on the highway speeding
Gonna keep on going and never stop dreaming
I’ll be gone tomorrow, cause I know
You’re mine just today
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