Where the Long Line Leads Songtext
von Nickel Creek
Where the Long Line Leads Songtext
Well, the line was so long I had to see where it led myself
Pretty sure that I could feel what the think pieces said they felt
At least enough to follow the night′s conversation
At a party full of fellow wanna be sensations
Saying that's what′s going on and if you don't wanna be left behind
Be the next jam pumping in the background of everybody's grind
Streaming out of the windows of whatever we′re driving
So that when we show up
It sounds more like we′re arriving at the big time
We wanna have a big time
We're gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
We only have a short time
So make it a big one (ooh, ooh)
And instead of the list, you′ll be on the marquee
Smoke rising from the ashes where the long line leads
Well, sign me up, tell me every last thing I'm gonna need to change
So no think piece can feel that I was ever any other way
And when they say I′ve hit my stride, I'll be ready to strut
Which foot you think′ll look best in front of the other?
Dance, dancing up a hill to houses, you can see from miles around
Sure, a quake will probably take 'em, but we chance it to impress this town
To become one of the angels who have earned their wings
Flapping madly, so they don't become the last big thing at the big time
We wanna have a big time
We′re gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
We only have a short time
So make it a big one (ooh, ooh, ooh)
In the flames where we go to show off and be showed
Like it isn′t what we're doing but how many other people know
I′m gonna hit the big time
And when I hit the big time
Y'all are gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
It might be a short time
But it′s gonna be a big one
Gonna shake ya like the Big One
We're having us a big time
And we′re gonna have a big time
Showing everyone our big times
On our little feeds
We only have a short time
But we're making it a big one (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
'Til none of us have waited in a line so long
Or so loudly told so many that′s what′s going on
Or so quietly wondered why we didn't feel the heat
Smoke rising from the ashes where the long line leads
Oh-oh-oh
Pretty sure that I could feel what the think pieces said they felt
At least enough to follow the night′s conversation
At a party full of fellow wanna be sensations
Saying that's what′s going on and if you don't wanna be left behind
Be the next jam pumping in the background of everybody's grind
Streaming out of the windows of whatever we′re driving
So that when we show up
It sounds more like we′re arriving at the big time
We wanna have a big time
We're gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
We only have a short time
So make it a big one (ooh, ooh)
And instead of the list, you′ll be on the marquee
Smoke rising from the ashes where the long line leads
Well, sign me up, tell me every last thing I'm gonna need to change
So no think piece can feel that I was ever any other way
And when they say I′ve hit my stride, I'll be ready to strut
Which foot you think′ll look best in front of the other?
Dance, dancing up a hill to houses, you can see from miles around
Sure, a quake will probably take 'em, but we chance it to impress this town
To become one of the angels who have earned their wings
Flapping madly, so they don't become the last big thing at the big time
We wanna have a big time
We′re gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
We only have a short time
So make it a big one (ooh, ooh, ooh)
In the flames where we go to show off and be showed
Like it isn′t what we're doing but how many other people know
I′m gonna hit the big time
And when I hit the big time
Y'all are gonna have a big time
Where the long line leads
It might be a short time
But it′s gonna be a big one
Gonna shake ya like the Big One
We're having us a big time
And we′re gonna have a big time
Showing everyone our big times
On our little feeds
We only have a short time
But we're making it a big one (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
'Til none of us have waited in a line so long
Or so loudly told so many that′s what′s going on
Or so quietly wondered why we didn't feel the heat
Smoke rising from the ashes where the long line leads
Oh-oh-oh
Writer(s): Mike Elizondo, Christopher Scott Thile, Sean Charles, Sara Watkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com