Basement (for Matt)

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The Brandino Extravaganza

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At times, when I feel beaten down
And up, right, left and all around
And I'm watching my hopes float down the stream
My thoughts got nothing left but doubts
My serotonin's all washed out
And my bank account's a sorry sight to see
The darkest hour, without a dawn
When all my consolation's gone
There's just one option left for saving me
Get in that basement with the boys
And boy, we're gonna make some noise
As soon as I'm done shouting "one two three"
(ONE TWO THREE)
The neighbors better plug their ears
We're slamming songs and jamming beers
In our little vagabond community
Oh shit dude, I forgot that song
I think it's my turn on the drums
There ain't no better form of therapy
And until our eyes are sunken
We'll standing, swaying, drunken
Singing discombobulated harmonies
No sorrow left, no need to cry
No interest in the world outside
Just sloppy, loving, loud camaraderie
And when the day may come depends
But 'til we all meet here again
We'll carry round this little glimpse of glee
We may be hurt, we may be scarred
But pocket glee dies so damn hard
An antidote when life's a brutal beast
Well now the years just truck on by
And we've all reprioritized
And these simple times become a rarity
Yet still the simple facts remains
The seasons change, but that feeling stays
Cause damn it, we've still got those memories
But darling, no, don't get me wrong
Those times are rare but they sure ain't gone
Just phone me over anytime you please
And I'll be there within a flash
Wearing a smile and a guitar strap
And the bond we hold for all eternity

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