Real Music by Rhys Crimmin Lyrics
Country man, country man, he moves to the city
Looking for a change of scenery
It's late at night, he's tucked in tight, somethings not right
What's he hearing from the street?
Moving feet, a big back beat, people having good times
Not what he had in mind
Sound the alarm, call the policeman, policeman
Shut them down, it's the only way
No live music, that dog has had its day
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
What are we gunna do when we can't see a band
Coz all the venues in town have been shut down
Everybody's tuned to the DJ sound
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey ohhhhh
Music man, music man, he moves to the city
He's drawn in by the bright lights of the scene
It's late at night, well past midnight, somethings not right
It's not what it used to be
But still he need to eat and so he plays all week
To people having good times
It's all he ever had in mind
Sound the alarm, call the policeman, policeman
Shut them down, it's the only way
No live music, that dog has had its day
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
What are we gunna do when we can't see a band
Coz all the venues in town have been shut down
Everybody's tuned to the DJ sound
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey ohhhhh
We'll be out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Looking for a change of scenery
It's late at night, he's tucked in tight, somethings not right
What's he hearing from the street?
Moving feet, a big back beat, people having good times
Not what he had in mind
Sound the alarm, call the policeman, policeman
Shut them down, it's the only way
No live music, that dog has had its day
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
What are we gunna do when we can't see a band
Coz all the venues in town have been shut down
Everybody's tuned to the DJ sound
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey ohhhhh
Music man, music man, he moves to the city
He's drawn in by the bright lights of the scene
It's late at night, well past midnight, somethings not right
It's not what it used to be
But still he need to eat and so he plays all week
To people having good times
It's all he ever had in mind
Sound the alarm, call the policeman, policeman
Shut them down, it's the only way
No live music, that dog has had its day
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
What are we gunna do when we can't see a band
Coz all the venues in town have been shut down
Everybody's tuned to the DJ sound
What are we gunna do when we can't go and hear real music
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey oh
Hey Hey Hey ohhhhh
We'll be out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar
Out on the streets
Playing for keeps
Singing for our supper
Busking for a dollar