Brat Pack
Lyrics
For about four years I’ve hated this town Yeah, so much I just wanna get out Since graduation was long ago Please somebody get me out of this holefull lyrics...
For about four years I’ve hated this town Yeah, so much I just wanna get out Since graduation was long ago Please somebody get me out of this holefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
basic rock song structuresa subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
acoustic rhythm piano
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad Dance till you got no more" You know it’s clear that tonight we belong in this place Please somebody get me out of this hole We're always kickin' back And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad Whoa, whoa What I will do with my life as I know it We're always kickin' back nobody can take that Maybe for now I'll drive back to that place where I belong Fightin' the good fight This ain’t where it’s at And that is that it’s like it's all we have 'Cause' we were singing along So I step back to reflect in this town I hate Nobody can take that no no no Songwriter: Stephen Bryce Avary This ain’t where it’s at Publisher: HOLIDAY SHINE Hanging out with not much to do 'Cause this ain’t where it’s at But still I fall asleep in the arms of my past And at least just for a second I think I might stay Don’t worry I'll be there to rock the party all night But it's like were our own brat pack Come on say, "Oh, oh, get on the floor So maybe later today I'll know We're always kickin' back nobody can take that Yeah, oh My friends will second that My foot to the floor I will drive to the place To rock it till there's light our fists in the air For about four years I’ve hated this town Just lay back down again, everyday Since graduation was long ago Yeah, so much I just wanna get out My friends will second that My friends will second that When I am thirty-four just talkin' 'bout high school years My friends will second that Where I can kick it with friends through the night Nobody can take that Back and forth, side to side, oh my dear So I'll run away to the hopes that I have And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad But it's like were our own brat pack I know it's there somewhere Just aimless with each other is what we do A place we'll talk about now and the past what the future holds No I don’t wanna be there, and feel so stuck right here And I gotta admit sometimes it’s pretty sad 'Cause I don’t want to get stuck in here And hope to God, it hasn’t changed To Peter Gabriel's, 'Sledgehammer' song That is that it’s like it's all we have But it's like were our own brat pack And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that But it's like were our own brat pack We're always kickin' back This ain’t where it’s at And that is that


