"Music Hall Of Williamsburg" lyrics

"Music Hall Of Williamsburg"

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Cultural consumer stops at ATM
Takes out two twenties for light beer funds
Just scored sweet tix for a rock gig
At the Music Hall of Williamsburg

Standing at basement ATM
Can see concert on flat screen
The band stops
It suddenly hits him 8723

He's woken up from a fifteen year dream
What good are these rock pop bands?
Is this liberation or distraction?
Were Beatles how the sixties were kept in line?

Are all my dreams a potential sale?
Is every fan just potential cans?
Why would you want somebody's band to be your life?
Even if that life was your own?

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Two hours later weaves through crowd
Pays a surcharge at venue's ATM
Should I sing along or should I listen?
Can't hear the words through all the modulation
Modulation

Standing at basement ATM
Can see concert on flat screen
The band stops
It suddenly hits him 8723

The good inside me's not gone
When you take me to my own pantheon
We can stay here till cloud is gone
When you take me to my own pantheon

The good inside me's not gone
When you take me to my own pantheon
We can stay here till cloud is gone
When you take me to my own pantheon

The good inside me's not gone
When you take me to my own pantheon
We can stay here till cloud is gone
When you take me to my own pantheon


Writer(s): Daniel Ryan, Nikki May Belfiglio, Adam See, Benjamin Michael Hozie, Adam Lee Shumski
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