The Nightmare Scenario - 4th And South lyrics

Amidst the rows of fast food stores And tattoo parlors There a crowded little record store And a band is playing tonight upstairs Its Friday night 5 bucks at the door It already packed and they pack in some more Shoulder to shoulder to shoulder you know To watch us go The faces are the same in every town But it here four hours and change from home Tired and hungry No money, just "Good show" "The money tight you know" Pack up slightly pissed off This is where I home. Clap for me.