Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alright / OK, artist - Joel Plaskett. Album song The Park Avenue Sobriety Test, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Record label: Pheromone
Song language: English
Alright / OK |
You can cry wolf or cry me a river |
Knock on my door with a message to deliver |
Jameson’s whiskey’s hard on the liver |
Tell me something I don’t know |
I close my eyes, I sleep on a pillow |
When someone dies, I weep like a willow |
Blow ‘em a kiss and say bye bye, friend |
You’re never coming back again |
But that’s alright, that’s OK |
If you’re still standing that’s the price you pay |
When you’re gone you don’t come back |
So you roll like a train on a one way track |
I lost my way when I lost my love |
Couldn’t make sense of the stars above |
She’s the little dipper that I’m thinking of |
And she’s never coming back again |
When she said goodbye the words they came quick |
She spit 'em out fast and I felt so sick |
Now there ain’t nothing magic in this magic trick |
Cause she’s never coming back again |
But that’s alright, that’s OK |
She never really knew me anyway |
She taped her regrets to my microphone stand |
Said «You can’t hold the hand of a rock and roll man |
For very long» |
It’s like ‘The Blonde in the Bleachers' |
The Joni Mitchell song is coming out of my speakers |
I’m going to the shop for a new pair of sneakers |
And then I’m gonna take a walk |
Let’s rock! |
My sneakers wore out, my guitar broke |
Sometimes life puts a stick in your spokes |
Everybody thinks that I’m making a joke |
But I’m telling it like it is |
I’ll be hanging from the branches of my family tree |
You know I look like my daddy, Daddy looks like me |
Halifax, Nova Scotia is the land of the free |
I don’t care what the anthem says |
But that’s alright, that’s OK |
You’ll be staring at your phone til your hair goes grey |
Once in a while it’s bound to ring |
Chuck Berry sings «My Ding a Ling a Ling» |
I lost my map when I lost my phone |
Gotta get on the road, gotta get gone |
Ain’t got a clue how to get back home |
Guess I’d better ask at the bar |
Au revoir |