Steve Poponi - Brenham, TX lyrics

[Verse 1] Frustrated and farmer-tanned We drove through a not-so-promised land With an eighteen-hour plan To get the hell away from Houston And push the tables against the wall With our hopes as high as Brenham's small [Verse 2] Pulling strings Our hearts are dangling by a thread Around the neck of this college town But I can't say there's something better Then when an idea comes together For the sake of saving the sanity of a band [Verse 3] ‘Cause we can't catch a break Or sit up straight But we're doing the best we can Team work's taken over Over your shoulder And the shortest shorts ever seen on a man