Joel Plaskett - On & On & On lyrics

You have arrived son Is this the last frontier? It's quite a drive son So get yourself in gear ‘Cause, Kid, you ain't home yet Cement takes some time to set It's been a long haul Am I knocking on the wrong wall? You have arrived son Messy business This mess is surely mine A sketchy witness Picked me out a line I know that I messed up When I drank from that cup Been entertaining Now you've got some explaining It's messy business Nova Scotian That the blood that's in my veins By the ocean Til I fanned those prairie flames Footloose and fancy free Now I'm a spinning 33 Complete devotion Is that the cost of love's commotion? Nova Scotian Bad things happen That much we understand But hands keep clappin' When the sh** does hit the fan You can't let it do you in Somebody get me my gin Hands keep clappin' I miss Scott Tappen Bad things happen So many places I have traveled in my months Wide open spaces Down to claustrophobic trunks And if they lock you down too long You can pay them back in song Feel it coming Just like my guitar humming I will pay you back now I sing a verse now For those come and gone And left this earth now And we're stuck here rolling on I can still hear Tappen tap I can still hear Judy's laugh Helen's making movies And my Granny Kay, she's baking cookies They've come and gone now Friends from high school They show up now and then It's kind of awkward To make like we're still friends I guess in a way we are I usually see them in a bar You've been drinking Now that gets me to thinking It's kind of awkward I'm just like my father With calloused fingertips I'm just like my mother When the red wine's at her lips Been rocking on the bow But I'm home to tell you now I found the right rhyme Without the daytime there's no nighttime Just like your parents Stompin Tommin' In a bada** cowboy hat Tutankhamun The boy king of this and that And when Margo starts to dig I hope Reggie's got the gig Is it uncommon? To have nothing in common? With friends from high school True deception It will break your heart in two We need protection From the words that cut right through If you wanna know how it feels Under your thumb, under your wheels You heartless ba*tard! Quit denying this disaster It's true deception To the point now I'm tired of feeling down And out of joint now I'm so sick of messing around Help me out now if you can Won't you lend a clapping hand? I won't disappoint you No, I don't want to disappoint you What's your point now? Sheila Rogers I like her speaking voice Sons and daughters Going down to Critic's Choice Rent a movie and stay in Somebody get me my Pimm's Floorboards creakin' Hush up now Sheila's speakin' It's Sheila Rogers Baby, I miss you I've been gone too long Swimsuit issue Now I'm just rattling on Your loving sure felt fine So turn off your seatbelt sign Hear me knocking This deadbolt needs unlocking Baby, I miss you Long and winding This long, long winded road Lost and finding Out my future's bought and sold They'll price me with a tag Then they'll put you in a bag It's too expensive! Why you so defensive? Long and winding Triple record Now that's just rattling off My past is checkered And my future's polka dots I've been gone too long I'm so sick of all these songs You're in the driveway Our love is like a highway It goes on & on & on…