Hard-fi - Second Line Style lyrics

Oh the weight upon your shoulder as you feel you're getting older Everybody wants to tell you… Get a job, check your life, pay the rent and get a wife Get a loan, pay it off then die In your sleep, in your dreams you're on the streets of New Orleans Mardi Gras, dancing Second Line Style You were young, you kicked back, All night parties at your flat You let go but it's all been a while.. You were cool you had fun, you took no sh** from anyone Front it out with a Second Line smile Pretty girl, pretty face, made this God awful place Come alive feel like Vegas on the Strip.. But the weight upon your shoulder as you feel you're getting older Everybody wants to tell you… Get a job, check your life, get a baby, get a wife Get a loan, pay it off then die In your sleep, in your dreams you're on the streets of New Orleans Mardi Gras, dancing Second Line Style You were young, you kicked back, All night parties at your flat You let go but it's all been a while.. We would run through the streets, singing songs at the police Disappear down the Second Line mile Pretty girl, pretty face, made this God awful place Come alive just like Vegas on the Strip.. But the weight upon your shoulder as you feel you're getting older Everybody wants to tell you… Get a job, check your life, get a husband or a wife Sing this song as you're dancing down the aisle… Sound familiar? Get a job, pay the rent, hope your pension don't get spent By the boss on the moonlight mile In your sleep, in your dreams you're on the streets of New Orleans Mardi Gras, with a margharita smile Get a job, check your life, get a baby, get a wife Get a loan, pay it off then die In your sleep, in your dreams you're on the streets of New Orleans Mardi Gras, dancing Second Line Style Get a job, check your life, get a husband or a wife Sing this song as you're dancing down the aisle…