They Always Knew
Art they made, didn't get paid
Gig they played, nobody came
Tape they mailed, test they failed
Not accepted, drove and wrecked it
Bad review, photo too
Got caught up in bad luck
Heart breaken, mistaken
Funny lookin', nothing cookin'
Got sold cheap, then sold cheaper
Hit rock botom then fell deaper
Wrote a keeper, lost the tape
And even lost the piece of paper
Empty benches, monkey wrenches
Common sense sez "leave the trenches"
What a life, it ain't right
A hopeless fight, no end in sight
But- they always knew they'd make it!
Dented mics, rented mics he meant, she meant
Dis - agreements
Legal hassless, label battles
Lyrics choken, strings broken
Fight they fought, tix they bought
Flight they flew, show they threw
People saw, sound was raw
Don't forget, now place yr bets
Would be a tragedy to miss 'em
A travesy of the system
Such devotion, no promotion
Small fish in a giant ocean
Saw the gypsy, she was tipsy
(crystal ball was full of whiskey)
Say, should they give it a go, hey?
Ball said all signs point to no way!
But - they always knew they'd make it!