Eightysix Lyrics & Chords By Paul Blest

What will become of us? We're the first of a dying breed. What will become of us? We've got worn and calloused feet What will become of us? But we're still searching What...read more

Been wasting all our days As tossing matches to a flame We've been drinking hard so we're feeling brave Enough to mourn the days that pass Enough to raise a drinking glass ...read more

All the world's a stage Written by a miserable playwright His mother didn't want him as a child His ex-fiancee ruined his life His quotes will chill you to the bone Make you...read more

Did you hear Disney bought Coney Island? Took down all the lights and rides? Leveled the whole pier? Did you hear the dreams we had as children Collect like dust on forgotten...read more

Look at you! Fighting wars over God, Fighting paper with rock, fighting fire with logs And all for the chance to survive? How can you American dream and sleep through the night? ...read more