On The Rox by Miami & the Groovers

It’s 7 a.m. Sunset Boulevard
And I’m talkin’ with my ghost
I’ve been up all night
When the goin’ gets tough….I’m really the most

I can feel the heat
Runnin’ through my veins
‘cause I can be an acrobat
With my body wrapped in chains

Sometimes laughin’ is too weird
When they ask “Johnny please one more”
This pain in my brain
L.A., you weigh heavy on my soul

Here comes the blues, Here comes the mess
Here comes the fun, Here it comes…here comes the crazy one

It’s too early for the show
too late for the bars
I’m waiting for my man
And a piece of paradise

When the wind starts blowin’
You’ll be here and I’ll be gone
Just like a little punk
Another angel On the rox

Here comes the blues, Here comes the mess
Here comes the fun, Here it comes…here comes the crazy one

You don’t know my story
but it’s time for one last toast
The music still goes on
Everybody needs somebody to…

Too many days, too many nights
Too many drugs and too many fights

It’s 7 a.m. Sunset Boulevard
And I’m talkin’ with my ghost

Miami & the Groovers
Album: The Ghost King (2015)