Suck It Philly (Live)

[Verse 1]

We left Philly at midnight

Put on that Dire Straits album

The one that starts with "So Far Away"

And goes right into "Money For Nothing"

Next up is "Walk Of Life"

Three hits in a row it was the Dire Straits prime

I yelled "suck it Philly"

We drove across the bridge

Left it in our dust, left it in our past

Gearpod high in the backseat

You were riding shotgun next to me

Hell, we could have been Kerouac and Cassidy

If it weren't for the Cliff bars, and the cellphones, and the sobriety

[Chorus]

This is the life we chose

For as long as we get to choose it

And there will be better nights, I suppose

I don't know, who's to say when we're losing

And I don't believe the words that they wrote

I question what my ancestors said

Our job is an ancient job

We are midnight riders to Brooklyn

[Verse 2]

You told me you'd sing at my funeral

Alright, you didn't say that, but I know you will

Just do one thing, please promise me

You won't let my parents plan my funeral

Too much sadness, too much black

Some hopeless words said at a Catholic mass

You be the MC, you build the band

Get these sad Los Angeles folks to clap their hands

[Chorus]

Cause this is the life we chose

For as long as we get to choose it

And there will be better nights, I suppose

Maybe not, who's to say when we're losing

And I don't believe the words that they wrote

I question what my ancestors said

Our job is an ancient job

We are midnight riders to Brooklyn

[Verse 3]

Let's face it, you're never gonna meet Springsteen

I'm probably never going to meet Dylan

I know we both hate those comparisons, yeah

But, tonight, man, let's just own 'em

Remember that gig in Portsmouth

We stomped so hard my shoelaces came untied

I know that doesn't sound very impressive

Yeah but, Jason, you know I tie my shoelaces pretty tight

There's something magic in these songs

Something even you and I can't comprehend

Something about getting some no-name kid from some no-name downtown

To sing and laugh and cry and clap his hands

[Chorus]

This is the life we chose

For as long as we get to choose it

And there will be better nights, I suppose

I don't know, even now we could lose it

Yeah, and I don't believe the words that they wrote

I question what my ancestors said

Our job is an ancient job

We are midnight riders to Brooklyn

Our job is the second oldest job

We are midnight riders to Brooklyn