Lyric : Greatest Hits

Everything catches up with you
Unless you’re Keith Richards.
And I love you my friend
But you’re not Keith Richards.
Just put down the pipe
Pick up the guitar
Write a song about our lives
How things truly are.

Then sell it to the world
Sell it to the universe
Plus points on the contract
Number one and retire.

Still nights in the bar
Us and the jukebox and losing at pool.
Jack and Jim and smoky times.
Time flows freely to the young.
Then it’s time to work again
They want another record.
Do we have another record?
I remember a girl, you add a tune and off we go.

Then sell it to the world
Sell it to the universe
Plus points on the contract
Number one and retire.

I remember you died before the Hall Of Fame
I took the band out but it wasn’t the same.

Then sell it to the world
Sell it to the universe
Plus points on the contract
Number one and retire.

We just split and
Greatest Hits.
We just split and
Greatest Hits.
Number twenty seven with a bullet.

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