Listen to Here We Go (feat. Rashawn Ross) [Live] by Dispatch

Here We Go (feat. Rashawn Ross) [Live]

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Rock

321 Shazams

Lyrics

We're just, we're happy to be on your stage tonight, Rashawn Put your hands together for the trumpet man Your city, your stage Alright I am stoked for this one Un, two (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) (Uh-huh, yeah) Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah (uh-huh) Uh-huh, yeah C'mon LA (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) Come on, now (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) Come on, now (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) Uh-huh, hey-here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the (dry town), yeah Well, I got the mean time slippin' down the slide Some uptight right wing political homicide Do what you want, take what you will Take it in like a southpaw, flip it on the grill Bourgeois, protocol Bottoms up boys this is your last call Happy hour doesn't last too long (You know it never does) So I sit here on a bar stool looking at the sky Got a buck an' a quarter an' a bucket full a-rye Don't step out of line you'll get time in the brig Don't yield to the mighty you got your own Dirt to ta dig, you got your own dirt ta dig Come on, come on Here we go Leave it on the (back burner) Take it to the (dry town), yeah Here we go Leave it on the (back burner) Take it to the (dry town), yeah Here we go Leave it on the (back burner) Take it to the (dry town), yeah Here we go Leave it on the (back burner) Take it to the (dry town), yeah Well, me and my flea bag friends we ran To have our own feast of Crispan Murphy was there with number 22 They were got caught in the middle of a coup You will lose me if I don't (lose you) And I will (lose me) if I don't (lose you-oh-oh) Aw, take 'em to the bridge Yeah So, we haven't chosen Anyone of you to condemn So, make your decision and Choose your side or Let Rashawn begin Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) C'mon LA, let's hear your voices (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) (Uh-huh, hey-yeah) (Wow) Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Hear that now (Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah) A-get it now Uh-huh, hey-yay-yeah Hear that now (Uh-huh), yeah Steeped in knowledge I'll step from the board Down to the speakeasy with my double-edged sword You know the deal you gotta spin the wheel A-honey, heavens (are full of sevens) And as matter of fact, you know that cat suicide jack He don't play like that Truth is he don't really play at all Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town, yeah Thank you Julliard Give it up for Rashawn, one more time Rashawn Ross on the trumpet
Writer(s): Robin Miriam Carlsson, Anders Sven Bagge, Harry Mikael Sommerdahl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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