Saw five dogs running at the top of a hill.
I don't know where they're going but I believe they'll get there still.
Said; 'Hey, dogs, where you goin, will you take me with you?
Hey, girls, where we going, of what was it that you,
Got a whiff, can I tag along?
On your long way round back home?”
After all of the misdeeds, and all of the fun and,
All of the bad trips, rolled into one;
All of these days fading away,
On our long way, long way ‘round back home.
Not two years back, along the this line,
I had a little girl and since I could, I made her mine.
Now she’s lost in the whirlwind, swept away
From the mountain to the valley, and down the river, to the sea.
I know somewhere there she waits there for me.
At the end of a long road on top of a hill,
I've traveled the breadth of experience and I've had my fill.
I believe the last shall be first and the first shall be last.
I've not seen the worst, but it's all gone by so fast,
Well I'm hopin' against hopin' this bottle's gonna last,
On our long way, long was ‘round back home.
Right now I'm steering as straight as I can,
On that long way, long way round back home.
Alice Drinks the Kool Aid is a Blues-based Chicago Indie Rock Band founded in a Park Ridge basement in 2014 as a creative
outlet for three life-long musician friends. The band's original material is written and arranged by all three members in congress and draw from the deepest free jazz and the most fundamental influences in rock and blues....more