Rock of Boston Songtext
von Mike Viola

Am I falling into old patterns?
Pretty sure I′ve seen you here before
Still afraid of disappointing your parents
Still surprised they're not around anymore

Oh, Massachusetts
Why do I bother?
With all your shipwrecks and your anti-freeze
We were the rock of Boston, a funny way of talkin′
Like broken records playin' on repeat

I'd really love to see my brother, David
We don′t talk much like we did before
He refuses to get vaccinated
And I refuse to start a civil war


Under the family quilt knit by cousin Jean
This thing has been around since 1973
It′s like a magic carpet
It's like a time machine
There′s nothing back there for me just the same old routines

Am I falling into old patterns every time I pick up my guitar?
Still here waitin' for an accident to happen
Still surprised I′m in the same old car

I'd really love to be in Massachusetts
With all your shipwrecks and your anti-freeze
We were the rock of Boston, with our funny way of talkin′
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Wait, what is rattling?
You hearing that?
I dunno, I'm playing so soft (Nope)
Oh! It's me, it′s me, hold on (Oh)