157 Riverside Avenue

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The good old days of rock and roll and clubbing

Submitted: April 17, 2013

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Submitted: April 17, 2013



157 Riverside Avenue


I can hear the razz-ma-tazz piano, ah the sound so sweet

lead up to an old thyme rock tune, making me tap my feet

the clubs have come and gone, changing names over and over

but the music has never left, on this south side of Dover


rock and roll star wanna be's, long hair and fancy pants

kickin out the tunes for us, hoping that we'll dance

here's a tune by rocker Lynyrd, or one by Stevie Ray

even some old R & B, like Sittin on the dock of the Bay


we sat around and drank our beer, raising hell till 2 a.m.

had to go to work next day, and survive that crap mayhem

it did not really matter though, we'd do it again tonite

cause we were young and feisty, and the music made it all seem right


loud guitars and crashing drums, a fiddle and a flute

as long as it was in the right key, we didn't give a hoot

every Thursday thru Saturday night, drink shots and smoke shit too

it just didn't get any better then, 157 Riverside Avenue


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