Song parody of
Back To Philadelphia
by Gerry Rosenthal
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Signed a lease on Sunday and on Monday I moved in
Sold off almost most everything and still I barely fit
Lit a couple candles, plugged the record player in
By the time I flipped the Ben Folds album I was drunk as shit
Threw up a couple pictures on the rusted GE fridge
I'm going back to Philadelphia, and I'm bringing you with
The ad said "drummer wanted for a band that gigs three times a week
Must have all your own equipment and your own transportation
We're going for a sound like where The Band and Beatles meet
Show up at the time we tell you-no bullshit"
I walked in late with a 6-pack and and just barely got the gig
I'm going back to Philadelphia, and I'm bringing you with
If you don't know the words to the Eagles song
Everyone at the bar helps you sing along
The season's always looking up
Cuz Philly don't give a fuck
I know that you're worried we won't find somewhere to live
There's a couple places down the block that all seem pretty chill
If you feel like leaving there's a train to make it real
But no one ever leaves this town cause everything's a steal
We'll put up all the pictures of the places that we've been
Faces like stars on the stainless steel fridge
Left my keys at El Bar so come on and let me in
I'm going back to Philadelphia
I'm going back to Philadelphia
I'm going back to Philadelphia
And I'm bringing you with
Signed a lease on Sunday and on Monday I moved in
Sold off almost most everything and still I barely fit
Lit a couple candles, plugged the record player in
By the time I flipped the Ben Folds album I was drunk as shit
Threw up a couple pictures on the rusted GE fridge
I'm going back to Philadelphia, and I'm bringing you with
The ad said "drummer wanted for a band that gigs three times a week
Must have all your own equipment and your own transportation
We're going for a sound like where The Band and Beatles meet
Show up at the time we tell you-no bullshit"
I walked in late with a 6-pack and and just barely got the gig
I'm going back to Philadelphia, and I'm bringing you with
If you don't know the words to the Eagles song
Everyone at the bar helps you sing along
The season's always looking up
Cuz Philly don't give a fuck
I know that you're worried we won't find somewhere to live
There's a couple places down the block that all seem pretty chill
If you feel like leaving there's a train to make it real
But no one ever leaves this town cause everything's a steal
We'll put up all the pictures of the places that we've been
Faces like stars on the stainless steel fridge
Left my keys at El Bar so come on and let me in
I'm going back to Philadelphia
I'm going back to Philadelphia
I'm going back to Philadelphia
And I'm bringing you with