Cursive Is Code - Hopi Fest

Spend a Sunday in a barn slick with beer sweat
Wracked with hippies with seedy cigarettes
White funk bands act up at the bar
Drowning out the folk chicks who came in one car
Pissing off the punk kids from the rich side of town
Nothing but bands, no one else came around
Except the girlfriends of drummers
The bass players sponsor
The girls handing out the Capri samplers

Every disaster gets a charity gig
And every charity gig is a disaster

Too many bands with too many plans
And the ego killing appearance of all their friends
Look back at your sad lot and make amends
Add alcohol, add it again

Every disaster gets a charity gig
And every charity gig is a disaster

Come on children
Let us line up in the proper order
Let us swing for the angels, Let us honor our guests
And let us never speak of the Hopi Fest

Written by:
Jason Krug

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