Prologue We Might Play All Night by Stew (USA) Lyrics
[NARRATOR]
Now you don't know me
And I don't know you
So let's cut to the chase
The name is Stew
And I'll be narrating this gig, so just sit tight
We might play all night
Been on the road - me, her, and this band
For ten thousand days of one-night stands
And oh, by the way, can we crash on your couch tonight?
I said "Is that alright? Is that alright?"
[BAND]
Is that alright?
[NARRATOR]
But before we cab it back to your uptown flat
We're gonna do a little play since you came for that
A play where this band tells you where it's at
So just follow along, just follow along
[BAND]
Just follow along
[NARRATOR/HEIDI]
Well if this mic feeds back or the drums rock out
Or an amp explodes or the bass player pouts
Or if you're ever not sure what we're all about
Just ask the song
[BAND]
Just ask the song
[NARRATOR]
Just ask the song
Now since it's my job, ah'ma set the scene
In a big two-story, black middle-class dream
With all the mod cons, the manicured lawns
Some savings bonds, a boy and his mom
[BAND]
A colored paradise where the palm trees sway
A colored paradise where the palm trees sway
Now you don't know me
And I don't know you
So let's cut to the chase
The name is Stew
And I'll be narrating this gig, so just sit tight
We might play all night
Been on the road - me, her, and this band
For ten thousand days of one-night stands
And oh, by the way, can we crash on your couch tonight?
I said "Is that alright? Is that alright?"
[BAND]
Is that alright?
[NARRATOR]
But before we cab it back to your uptown flat
We're gonna do a little play since you came for that
A play where this band tells you where it's at
So just follow along, just follow along
[BAND]
Just follow along
[NARRATOR/HEIDI]
Well if this mic feeds back or the drums rock out
Or an amp explodes or the bass player pouts
Or if you're ever not sure what we're all about
Just ask the song
[BAND]
Just ask the song
[NARRATOR]
Just ask the song
Now since it's my job, ah'ma set the scene
In a big two-story, black middle-class dream
With all the mod cons, the manicured lawns
Some savings bonds, a boy and his mom
[BAND]
A colored paradise where the palm trees sway
A colored paradise where the palm trees sway