We sought the grandeur of an orchestra
We dreamt of thunder-echoing applause
A wanton disregard
Mis-judgement of how far
We sold out along the way
We played the martyr upon Artistry
Demanded tribute from the peasantry
Melodic amputee
An ignorant decree
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
We laid the ground work for sincerity
With desparate pleas of credibility
A shameless lack of self
Abandoned on the shelf
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
I don't wanna struggle my whole life
I don't wanna roll the dice
I don't wanna pay the price
I don't wanna go unrecognized
Or cut down to size
I don't wanna be denied
Implied consent from a higher power
Handed down from upon the tower
An operatic climb
A total waste of time
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
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We sought the grandeur of an orchestra
We dreamt of thunder-echoing applause
A wanton disregard
Mis-judgement of how far
We sold out along the way
We played the martyr upon Artistry
Demanded tribute from the peasantry
Melodic amputee
An ignorant decree
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
We laid the ground work for sincerity
With desparate pleas of credibility
A shameless lack of self
Abandoned on the shelf
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
I don't wanna struggle my whole life
I don't wanna roll the dice
I don't wanna pay the price
I don't wanna go unrecognized
Or cut down to size
I don't wanna be denied
Implied consent from a higher power
Handed down from upon the tower
An operatic climb
A total waste of time
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
We dreamt of thunder-echoing applause
A wanton disregard
Mis-judgement of how far
We sold out along the way
We played the martyr upon Artistry
Demanded tribute from the peasantry
Melodic amputee
An ignorant decree
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
We laid the ground work for sincerity
With desparate pleas of credibility
A shameless lack of self
Abandoned on the shelf
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
I don't wanna struggle my whole life
I don't wanna roll the dice
I don't wanna pay the price
I don't wanna go unrecognized
Or cut down to size
I don't wanna be denied
Implied consent from a higher power
Handed down from upon the tower
An operatic climb
A total waste of time
We sold out along the way
It's our song
Tuesday so long
Writer: Bruce Lomet, Dan Cudahy
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Copyright: Lyrics © Blame It On Mobeaky, BLAME IT ON MOBEAKY