Suck It Philly (Live)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] We left Philly at midnight Put on that Dire Straits album The one that starts with "So Far Away" And goes right into "Money For Nothing" Next up is "Walk Of Life" Three hits in a row it was the Dire Straits prime I yelled "suck it Philly" We drove across the bridge Left it in our dust, left it in our past Gearpod high in the backseat You were riding shotgun next to me Hell, we could have been Kerouac and Cassidy If it weren't for the Cliff bars, and the cellphones, and the sobriety [Chorus] This is the life we chose For as long as we get to choose it And there will be better nights, I suppose I don't know, who's to say when we're losing And I don't believe the words that they wrote I question what my ancestors said Our job is an ancient job We are midnight riders to Brooklyn [Verse 2] You told me you'd sing at my funeral Alright, you didn't say that, but I know you will Just do one thing, please promise me You won't let my parents plan my funeral Too much sadness, too much black Some hopeless words said at a Catholic mass You be the MC, you build the band Get these sad Los Angeles folks to clap their hands [Chorus] Cause this is the life we chose For as long as we get to choose it And there will be better nights, I suppose Maybe not, who's to say when we're losing And I don't believe the words that they wrote I question what my ancestors said Our job is an ancient job We are midnight riders to Brooklyn [Verse 3] Let's face it, you're never gonna meet Springsteen I'm probably never going to meet Dylan I know we both hate those comparisons, yeah But, tonight, man, let's just own 'em Remember that gig in Portsmouth We stomped so hard my shoelaces came untied I know that doesn't sound very impressive Yeah but, Jason, you know I tie my shoelaces pretty tight There's something magic in these songs Something even you and I can't comprehend Something about getting some no-name kid from some no-name downtown To sing and laugh and cry and clap his hands [Chorus] This is the life we chose For as long as we get to choose it And there will be better nights, I suppose I don't know, even now we could lose it Yeah, and I don't believe the words that they wrote I question what my ancestors said Our job is an ancient job We are midnight riders to Brooklyn Our job is the second oldest job We are midnight riders to Brooklyn