I talk of freedom
You talk of the flag
I talk of revolution
You’d much rather brag
And as the decibels of this disenchanting
Discourse continue to dampen the day
The coin flips again, again and again
And agains as our sanity walks away
All the discussion
Through politcally correct
Is dead beyond destruction
Though it leaves me quite erect
And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
And the clock is finally dead
I’ll look at you, you’ll look at me And we’ll cry about
But this will be what we said
This will be what we said
Look where all this talking got us, baby
This brings back memories of my friend Trouble and all the girls who worked at the Backseat as dancer. Man i will never forget that shit was fucking awesome. Love all of yall, Look at all this taiking got us baby. Hell yeah
The last show I played with the band Gravel Train this was our encore song. The singer Andrew performed it amazing as usual.This is my favorite Live song and I will always think of him when I hear it!Andrew passed away this last weekend. RIP my Brother