Fingerdrum

FINGERDRUM

Fingers drumming, beat the boredom,

pound the desk drum with my hand.

Drum beat, tap feet, time is crawling, night is falling, rock and roll calling,

We’re on our way

Streetlights turn the night to day

I'm there in thought,

But as for now I'm caught.

Fingerdrum, the clock stops moving,

time stops passing now that I wait.

Time brings phone rings,

doing twenty different things.

Darkness falling, rock and roll calling!

We’re on our way

Streetlights turn the night to day.

I'm there in thought,

But as for now I'm caught. Caught!

 

1, 2, 3, 4, engines roar, that’s rock & roll!

5,6,7,8, echo down the interstate, that’s rock and rol!

Ride! We’re on our way

Streetlights turn the night to day

I'm there in thought, But as for now I'm caught. Caught!

Copyright 2012 Bouchard/Russell/Goodwin. All rights reserved.
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