Dope On A Rope
THE GROWLERS · City Club 2016 · Track 05 of 13
Written by Brooks Nielsen
Dope in the wash, strangers in bed [?] nights, they make a heart beat half dead In the mirror, striking a pose Conjured up glamour in a school play rock show
Guess it doesn't last forever, just a feeling to remember Dope on a rope we hang, the cat walks the plank Unless we turn around, and do it again
Generations change In a blink the fad's extinct Find your lover or you'll flash the fame Before you wake up from your dream
Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times
Collect taxidermy fist As much is on your wrist New friends flood the list till you're sick Trying to have a ball in a tanked up stall Numb when its from making sense of it all I guess it doesn't last forever Just the feeling to remember
Dope on a rope we hang, the cat walks the plank Unless we turn around, and do it again
Generations change In a blink, the fad's extinct Find your lover or you'll taste the fame Before you wake up from your dream
Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times Everything changes when When the last call lights shine Seizing the heartbeat of our lovely reckless times