We've come a long way since those drunk days on backroadsYou and your high hopes always stayed downYou always saw the best in me, high in Yosemite, we hideNow I'm driving through Reno, those goddamn casinosYou always kept God closeExcept that time you bet it all on blackCame back to the room with twenty grandAnd you were smiling like a thiefWith your cheek-tearing teethYou was praying to Jesus, we was running from the policeThey're using my muses to make fun of meAnd your face up while your blood sucks from an IVWe spent it all on gasoline, PCH to Cannon BeachLaid in the sand and, man, I have never seenSomething more beautiful than you and your cannonballAnd we've come a long way sinceThat shit banned at the Blue ListYou said anything other than another fucking coverOf "Only The Good Die Young"You were smiling like a thief with your cheek-tearing teethYou was praying to Jesus, we was running from the policeThey covered all the songs that are best kept alone'Cause your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach aloneAnd they're using my muses to make fun of meAnd your face up as your blood sucks from an IVAnd I never thought it'd be youI always thought I'd beat you to the Golden GatesWon't you wait a few hours there by the door?We've all been here beforeBut you stood up on your own, your mom called my telephoneSaid you've been standing and rambling about gamblingAnd howling out in the night high in YosemiteAnd you were smiling like a thiefWith your cheek-tearing teethYou was praying to Jesus, we was running from the policeThey sold off the town we used to call homeAnd your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach aloneSo call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There are cannonballs falling in the heat of JulySo call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There's cannonballs falling in the heat of JulySo call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There's cannonballs falling in the heat of JulySo call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There's cannonballs falling in the heat of JulyCall up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There's cannonballs falling in the heat of JulyCall up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
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We've come a long way since those drunk days on backroads
You and your high hopes always stayed down
You always saw the best in me, high in Yosemite, we hide
Now I'm driving through Reno, those goddamn casinos
You always kept God close
Except that time you bet it all on black
Came back to the room with twenty grand
And you were smiling like a thief
With your cheek-tearing teeth
You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police
They're using my muses to make fun of me
And your face up while your blood sucks from an IV
We spent it all on gasoline, PCH to Cannon Beach
Laid in the sand and, man, I have never seen
Something more beautiful than you and your cannonball
And we've come a long way since
That shit banned at the Blue List
You said anything other than another fucking cover
Of "Only The Good Die Young"
You were smiling like a thief with your cheek-tearing teeth
You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police
They covered all the songs that are best kept alone
'Cause your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone
And they're using my muses to make fun of me
And your face up as your blood sucks from an IV
And I never thought it'd be you
I always thought I'd beat you to the Golden Gates
Won't you wait a few hours there by the door?
We've all been here before
But you stood up on your own, your mom called my telephone
Said you've been standing and rambling about gambling
And howling out in the night high in Yosemite
And you were smiling like a thief
With your cheek-tearing teeth
You was praying to Jesus, we was running from the police
They sold off the town we used to call home
And your cannonball sits on Cannon Beach alone
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There are cannonballs falling in the heat of July
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
So call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
Call up your brothers, won't you take you a ride?
There's cannonballs falling in the heat of July
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