Song parody of
Westerly
by Matt Fitzwater
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I can still smell the front porch
The light on the hill made a cool torch
Nestled with the bats in the trees
We had a sunset that no one sees
In the corner a box full of toys
No better place to raise a couple boys
Brother's music blaring from the second floor
A wet dog is growling behind the door
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything to shake off the time
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything that makes me feel fine
Like the place with the Civil War bullets in the field
Down in Westerly
Shaking hands reaching for someone who cares
You caught me by the cape down the stairs
Ghosts and mirrors fill this place
And in the room you feel the deer head's face
I can't make anything
I can't make anything
To make me feel like I did before
I can't play anything
I can't play anything
I can't play anything that sounds like I do when I'm with you
Down in Westerly
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything to shake off the time
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything that makes me feel fine
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
I can still smell the front porch
The light on the hill made a cool torch
Nestled with the bats in the trees
We had a sunset that no one sees
In the corner a box full of toys
No better place to raise a couple boys
Brother's music blaring from the second floor
A wet dog is growling behind the door
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything to shake off the time
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything that makes me feel fine
Like the place with the Civil War bullets in the field
Down in Westerly
Shaking hands reaching for someone who cares
You caught me by the cape down the stairs
Ghosts and mirrors fill this place
And in the room you feel the deer head's face
I can't make anything
I can't make anything
To make me feel like I did before
I can't play anything
I can't play anything
I can't play anything that sounds like I do when I'm with you
Down in Westerly
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything to shake off the time
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything
I can't show you anything that makes me feel fine
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
Down in Westerly
