Mr. T Experience Dumb Little Band Lyrics:
Let me introduce you to our dumb little band. You
might find it hard to understand--we've got a show
even though we know no one's gonna go. We'll crank
our second-hand Marshall Stacks dumb little knobs.
We're paying for them with our dumb little jobs.
The guy at the bar says he thinks we okay, we kind
of remind him of green day. But its a dumb little
band and tehre's not much to say maybe we'll see
you when we play in some big empty room one day.
We do a record every year that no body's gonna
year or understand, a dumb little band. Every year
we self-destruct a bit. We break up when teh
drummer quits. We talk him into doing one more
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show and then the bass player quits and we break
up again. We don't know how to be regular guys or
what to do with out dumb little lives. We dont'
have anything to prove. We'll be in trouble if we
ever do. Cause it's a dumb little band but we
travel through the land. We unpack all our stuff
from our dumb little van. We play some songs and
then we pack it up again. Hand in hand, a dumb
little band. Not exactly in demand. Our friends
are all busy with their own affairs, becoming punk
rock millionaires. They're taping their live album
at the Hollywood Bowl. We're taping our flyers to
the telephone pole. It's a dumb little band and
nobody knows why we keep having shows even though
nobody goes. We keep rolling along playing our
dumb little songs. Hand in hand, a dumb little
band...
Lyrics: Dumb Little Band, Mr. T Experience [end]