Grease Songtext
von Future Islands
Grease Songtext
We′ve been here before
In a gravel lot
By the back door
We move the same
And we say the same things
And the same song plays on the radio
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow And I'm growing old
I was a boy not long ago
What happens to youth?
What happened to truth?
What happened to me?
This song won′t change a thing
No, but the people want it all
The dancing bear, the bouncing ball
Oh, I hope they want it all
Or the same song plays on the radio
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old
And the highways take a toll
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old
I was a boy not long ago
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
In a gravel lot
By the back door
We move the same
And we say the same things
And the same song plays on the radio
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow And I'm growing old
I was a boy not long ago
What happens to youth?
What happened to truth?
What happened to me?
This song won′t change a thing
No, but the people want it all
The dancing bear, the bouncing ball
Oh, I hope they want it all
Or the same song plays on the radio
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old
And the highways take a toll
Time for the show
And the road was long and slow
And I'm growing old
I was a boy not long ago
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Writer(s): Samuel Thompson Herring, John Gerrit Welmers, William Cashion Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com