00:00Whoa, Taylor Cade, huh?
00:30Yeah, I'm locked and loaded, sippin' on the news, got my worries corroded. Forgive and forget with a cigarette in hand, froth and bubbly, bluesy band will stand. Rock and lurch like a Sunday church, oh, can't you see? I'm dancin' with my spag bow, it's a party for me.
00:49Sit and steak and kidney, got a taste of divine, while I'm dodgin' and shirkin' at nine-to-five grind. Curry and rice, man, it cuts to the chase, you know my dog and bone, it ain't always in place. Forgive and forget with a cigarette in hand, froth and bubbly, bluesy band will stand.
01:10Rock and lurch like a Sunday church, oh, can't you see? I'm dancin' with my spag bow, it's a party for me.
01:20Rock and lurch like a Sunday church, oh, can't you see? I'm dancin' with my spag bow, it's a party for me.
01:50Rock and lurch like a Sunday church, oh, can't you see? I'm dancin' with my spag bow, it's a party for me.
02:20Rock and lurch like a Sunday church, oh, can't you see? I'm dancin' with my spag bow, it's a party for me.
02:37Grabbing a gin sling, put a ring on my heart, ginger beer, cheers, that's how we'll start.
02:42Dogs out high, come astray from the ride with my spag bow, bluesy band, bluesy band, bluesy band, bluesy band.
02:47I'm feelin' alright, I'm feelin' alright.
02:51I'm feelin' alright.
02:54I'm feelin' alright.
02:59I'm feelin' alright.
03:03I'm feelin' alright.
03:07I'm feelin' alright.
03:24I'm feelin' alright.
03:25I'm feelin' alright.
