Moving To The City, by Archie Powell & The Exports

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about: SONG BY ARCHIE POWELL
MUSIC BY THE EXPORTS
lyrics: Well I waste no time, I gotta say
That it all seems sad to me
That a change can't come from disarray
And we need this third degree
Tell me do you think it's gonna stay that way?
You've got till count of three
And if you're still gonna see if we can meet halfway
Then you've got my guarantee

You know I'm moving to the city, gonna play my hand
You know I gotta bet big, gotta make a stand
You know I can't stay here if you care to disagree
I'm gonna pay my dues and say goodbye
I'm gonna find my ground and resupply
And I'm gonna keep that pace until I die

Well I don't make sense, don't make a sound
Cuz there ain't much left to say
I gotta find myself a little piece of ground
Where I can keep my blues away
Tell me did you think that I would stick around?
You know you've always had your say
And if you're still gonna tell me that I'm set to drown
I'm gonna tell you that I'll be okay

Can't pick it up to lay it down, baby
Ain't never been a thing about maybe
credits: from Loose Change EP, released 15 June 2009
Archie Powell - Vox/Acoustic Guitar/Electric Guitar/Tambourine
Ryan Export - Organ
Mike Export - Bass
Brian Export - Drums
tags: tags: alternative garage indie pop rock Chicago
license: All rights reserved
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