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1955 (feat. Andy Gray)
by Stick Martin
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I can't find no mystery just a little hard reality
Can't find too many secrets, where there aren't any to be found
Rocking out another tune and verse Guitar playing across the universe
Scotty Moore is at the door all the people on the floor to that 1950's sound
Lost in Space, without a trace, playing my guitar down at the dive
I lost my place, take a look at my face, feeling like it's 1955
Here's a flyer and I'll see you at the show
That's what I've been telling everyone I know
Gotta come out and support and get this fucker off the ground
Out of orbit and I'm out of control
But my mission was saved by rock and roll
Dig this new religion I have found
Shooting up and getting down, out among the stars
Elvis is alive and well living life on Mars (on Mars, on Mars)
I can't find no mystery just a little hard reality
Can't find too many secrets, where there aren't any to be found
Rocking out another tune and verse Guitar playing across the universe
Scotty Moore is at the door all the people on the floor to that 1950's sound
Lost in Space, without a trace, playing my guitar down at the dive
I lost my place, take a look at my face, feeling like it's 1955
Here's a flyer and I'll see you at the show
That's what I've been telling everyone I know
Gotta come out and support and get this fucker off the ground
Out of orbit and I'm out of control
But my mission was saved by rock and roll
Dig this new religion I have found
Shooting up and getting down, out among the stars
Elvis is alive and well living life on Mars (on Mars, on Mars)