I Wanna' Play in a Band (mkI)

Well I've got problem hair,
and got an incline' to swear,
Cause' things never go my way,
Think I'll sit on my mat and pray!

Well I like a cold meat pie
and a smoke in the hand,
Hear me tellin' you all my truths
and I wanna' play in a band.

I once knew a fellah' who,
Lived his life,
With his head in his hands,
Always, always, always, lookin' down.

Well I like a cold meat pie
and a smoke in the hand,
Hear me tellin' you all my truths
and I wanna' play in a band.

Dreams may come and dreams may go,
But you can't hide from me.

I once knew a fellah' who,
Lived his life,
With his head in his hands,
Always, always, lookin' lookin' down.

Well I like a cold meat pie
and a smoke in the hand,
Hear me tellin' you all my truths
and I wanna' play in a, I wanna' play in a,
I wanna' play in a band.

I wanna' play in a band someday,
I wanna' play in a band someday,
I wanna' play in a band someday.

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I Wanna Play in a Band
1988 - 3:03 - BM135

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© John Buckingham 1984