Borrowed Melodies Lyrics - Fairfax, Ak

Well that ticket taker 

God bless his soul 

Telling' all the children he invented rock n' roll 

But they turn him a deaf ear 

They've been bored all weekend 

And they're just so happy to be here 

And that bass player 

He's trying to push the beat a little faster 

And that guitar player 

He's wearin' out the finish on that telecaster 

And that singer 

He scans the front row for attractive ladies 

While the band behind him 

Plays those borrowed melodies 

And the band's playin' songs that are new 

But the old ones the crowd don't even know the words to 

They're only here to escape the working week's tragedies 

Sit back, have a drink, and enjoy those waves of sound 

Waves of borrowed melodies 

And there's a man wearing the shirt of the band 

He's gonna try to sell you merchandise 

But pay no mind to him 

When a young girl across the room 

Peers into your eyes