Ballad Of The Band Song Lyrics
Ballad Of The Band by Felt Where you been? ain't you for weeks
You been hanging out with all those jesus freaks
Oh yeah and I feel like giving in
And where were you, when I wanted to work? you were still
In bed
You're a total jerk
There's a place for abstract and there's a place for
Noise and there's a place for every kind of sound so come
On now and tell me why there's a void
It's all my fault, yes I'm to blame
Ain't got no money, ain't got no fame
And that's why, I feel like giving in
And all those songs, like crystal ball, dismantled king
You know I love them all
But oh, I still feel like giving in.