Victory Lap - The Riverboat Gamblers, Mike Weibe, Rob Marchant

All night drive from Cafalonia, the sun at our backs

There’s change in the cracks from my pocket in the cushion in then benches of

the van

Hey Ian, who’s this band

You keep playing on the iPod, I nod in out of sleep to the rhythm of the beat

Awaken to laughter and war stories, turn down the radio

I wanna talk about adventure and where we been

New York and SF with DTM

Triple Rock, getting lost, Google Maps

Home?

Remind me why I’m coming back

Swing Ding in Tuscan, I sing along, I don’t speak Spanish but I know the song

I need a Red Bull and the Arrivals on

Hey Eric is generic okay?

Like the Pine Hill Haints say we’re living on a

dollar a day

Talking about Alex’s in LBC.

Rob got a new name its not PC

How long will it take?

We’re on the way

We spent half the night at Flying J

Navajo blankets and novelty hats

Nobody notices nobody pumped gas

So

We got, we got, we gotta get back

We want, we want a victory lap

Too long, too long, too long in these clothes

Spagett please go check if the trailers closed

I sleep, I sleep, I sleep in the back

Tj, Tj, where my money at?

I lose my meds, Fadi lose his phone

Can’t stop to piss 'cause we’re almost home

Where my cat is

The end of all trips

T to the E to the X A S

Please don’t let me let myself forget

That we had it good in that moment

That we’re G.F.F.G