'Won't Stop, The Reaming'

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NOT Journey!

Submitted: June 30, 2017

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Journey--'Don't Sop Believing'

 

Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train
Goin' anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on, and on, and on

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching
In the night
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hidin' somewhere in the night

Workin' hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win
Some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on

Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching
In the night
Streetlight people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hidin' somewhere in the night

[Instrumental interlude]

Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlight people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to that feelin'
Streetlight people



 

Not Journey--'Won't Stop The Reaming'


Just an immature fish
swimming in a grown-up pond
trying to act like you have a clue
about anything
Just a egoed dick
born in a tower of gold

with no clue about anything

As president in the private war room
any hint of fear carefully hidden by this goon,
with a nod he can f*** things up
It goes on and on and on and on

 

Dumb shit, playing

on Pennsylvania Avenue
dorking, people
every day
midnight, tweeting
Longs to hear how great he is
manic, delusions, not kept at bay
 

Working hard not to lose my shit
when I hear your face a flapping I get
so pissed off, I want you gone!
but it's just a dream
We all lose
No one wins
When you wear that shit-eating grin
Oh, the nightmare, it never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on

Puppets, dancing
on delusion's Kool-Aid line
glasses, shading,
Rose red in hue
Screwing, people
by his every action
Donny, what's next for you?

[Instrumental interlude]

Won't stop the reaming
gets off playing power
Looks down on people

Won't stop the reaming
So screwed

helpless people
Won't stop the reaming
gets off on playing power

we're being screwed



 


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