MrPhilDog:
I like to say...
MrPhilDog:
Bass!
MrPhilDog:
I look at you all.
MrPhilDog:
And the beat goes on.
MrPhilDog:
It's just rock n roll.
MrPhilDog:
Outskirts of nowhere
MrPhilDog:
On the other side of morning.
MrPhilDog:
Dark outside
MrPhilDog:
Cold Metal
MrPhilDog:
Wish I could go back
MrPhilDog:
With the radio blasting
MrPhilDog:
Fun, Fun, Fun
MrPhilDog:
Try to catch her
MrPhilDog:
She's got her Daddy's car
MrPhilDog:
Lately when I look into your eyes
MrPhilDog:
Don't tell
MrPhilDog:
Cascade of Neon
MrPhilDog:
New Shadows
MrPhilDog:
Hollow Corridors
MrPhilDog:
Jostling for attention
MrPhilDog:
Covering up/
MrPhilDog:
Regal Creature
MrPhilDog:
A ribbon of black
MrPhilDog:
You'll come down, like you always did
MrPhilDog:
The only excuse
MrPhilDog:
Born in a storm
MrPhilDog:
The doors you open
MrPhilDog:
Late at night
MrPhilDog:
I rule my Den
MrPhilDog:
Born in the USA
