Let The Band Play - Badflower

I heard she’s been giving herself to a man

That she doesn’t know

And his chest, like a bullet proof vest on heart

Never let it show

She asked the man, as she reached for his hand

Why he liked living so alone

He put his finger to his lips, like this

And he turned up the radio

And let the band play

(Oh!)

Oh, he let the band play

She was a dime in a dozen

Heads flipping off the boys who were chasing tail

Like some neighbor

Some so nice to meet ya

He could swallow her like a pill

She couldn’t think too pretty in pink

So he locked her up in a jail

She learned quick, no acting like this

How’d she get like this?

Why’d she listen what the man say?

(Oh!)

Oh, and let the band play

So let him drive you wild

For a little bit more

Oh, and let the band play

And let the band play

And now she’s torn apart

With his liquor and a broken heart

Now she’s torn apart

She should’ve listen what the man say

And let the band play

Oh, and let the, let the, let the

So let him drive you wild

For a little bit more, oh

Just let him drive you wild

For a little bit more

And get the money, get the money

Yeah get the, get the

(Oh you lazy, no good, deadbeat, lying, woman-hating piece of vile fucking scum,

you fucking downright piece of shit, I’ll spit on your grave, I’ll make you

suffer, I’ll massacre you, you fucking bastard, you vile piece of shit,

I’m coming for ya, you hear me?!

I’m coming for you!

I’m coming for you!

AAH!)

And let the band play

And let the band play

And let the band play

And let the band play