The Electric Army - Jerry's Lyrics

Walking down to Jerry's
Better hurry, it closes at five
Gotta look for some Zeppelin
Never any in but always gotta give it a try

There's no place I gotta be
No one's watching over me
On a sunday afternoon

There's a van underneath the no-parking sign
But nobody pays it any mind
What dreams are made of
Les Pauls in 1959

There's no place I gotta be
No one's watching over me
On a sunday afternoon

Records in plastic bags
Walking down the street and kicking rocks
Ramble on about everything and nothing
Such important little talks

There's no place I'd rather be
No one's watching over me
On a sunday afternoon