For long long days
Long long nights
You carry musicians bones for all the sides
Of the masters of Blues and Jazz
Despising the new century
Living in the past

Every Tuesday in a Whisky bar
a dream of someday
Someday be a star
You eliminate your ability
Playing all the time reprise of old melodies

I think you didn’t hear the calling
From the west of the town
I think you didn’t hear the sound

Chorus

What you get is a Parasite in vein
Parasite in brain
What you get is a parasite in brain
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You have admiration and some respect
But like dusty read book inside the closet
Inevitable is the forgetfulness
The effect of your notes soon will pass

It’ s time to build your road
With you own stones
Or the glory not will endure
Not for so long

Chorus