40 Miler - Tim Barry

I talked to Brian about

Frank too

Holly already knew, yeah

Holly already knew

That I was like boxing outside of the lines

Dodging potholes in the wind and rain

This is insane, a single car accident

With the never-ending radio playing

Sleeping in the van out-front in case

Up at six when I was out too late

I said what I came to say

Now I only complain

I only complain on highways

And I got miles and miles and miles

Of nothing but, miles and miles

I can’t stand songs about writing songs

And albums over 40 minutes long

And broke up bands on their 3rd re-union tour

Damn bowie boats should have quit at age 24

I got two jobs and a girl back home

Collection agency’s calling on my pre-paid cell phone

It don’t take skill nor luck

To never amount to much

But I got miles and miles and miles

Of nothing but, miles and miles

But this is all been for nothing

When this has all been for nothing

I’d rather stay broke than play fake-ass shows

Move from your heart, sing from your soul

If you can’t sing, then dance instead

Music should sound like escape, not rent

Music should sound like escape, not rent

Music should sound like escape, not rent

When this has all been for nothing

When this has all been for nothing

I got miles and miles and miles

Of nothing but, miles and miles

Miles and miles and miles

Of nothing but, miles and miles