Maisie Peters – The Band and I Lyrics

Album on The Good Witch (Japanese Edition)

[Verse 1]
We played Heads Up in a car in Seattle
God rock on the radio
You look like a superstar and Dom got into Juilliard
And I’m really bad at Heads Up, what do you know?

[Verse 2]
My drummer fell for a girl in a cookie shop
He said he’d make a move and then he went with, “Excuse me?”
Came a boy and left a man, gotta give it to the band
Greatest one in Oregon

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And looking back, all I know is

[Chorus 1]
It was Friday nights, it was video gold
Oh, it was shining lights, it was rock ‘n’ roll
It was the band and I on a twelve-bed bus
And it was making and messing it up
It was endless roads in the same old boots
Oh, it was letting go of everything but you
It was the band and I on a twelve-bed bus
If we’re livin’ the dream, I hope we never wake up

[Verse 3]
Snowstorm in the middle of Texas
Called my mother in a Denny’s and lied
Told her I’d been eating, then, told her you were just a friend
Told her I was homesick, I hadn’t thought of home twice

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Drive and then we drive again to an ocean
And I think I knew it then for a moment

[Chorus 1]
It was Friday nights, it was video gold
Oh, it was shining lights, it was rock ‘n’ roll
It was the band and I on a twelve-bed bus
And it was making and messing it up
It was endless roads in the same old boots
Oh, it was letting go of everything but you
It was the band and I on a twelve-bed bus
If we’re livin’ the dream, I hope we never wake up

[Refrain]
I hope we never wake up
I hope we never wake up
I hope we never wake

[Verse 4]
Two nights in the El Rey went flying
I’m twenty-one and I feel evergreen
The band go home, I stay to write, we drive around, I stay the night
Guys, I’m pretty sure it’s the American dream

[Chorus 2]
It was changing clocks, it was Tina stoned
Oh, it was midnight stops at border control
Yeah, it was power cuts, it was certain doom
It was living in the Little Rock laundry room
Oh, it was breaking down, it was falling in love
In a gas station by the pickup trucks
In Philadelphia, it was crystal clear
We are the best damn band that’s ever played right here

[Outro]
It was magic, babe, pure and strong
It was the last man standing for the Eagles song
It was a far-flung wish when we were young
Now we’re living the dream and I hope we never wake up