Well the roof blew off the club in Oklahoma City, fireman said the show can't go on.
So we spent another night somewhere in New Mexico drinkin' 'til all our money was gone.
We had a day to kill so we climbed up a mountain, walked straight down the other side.
Picked up a hitchhiker on the way back to Taos, and said "Thank you boys for the ride".
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day.
If I'da listened to my mom she said "Don't be believing'. everything... them writers say"
There's no line at the door and only thirty people bothered to ad-vance pay.
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day.
We unpacked everything, and we set it all up to play three songs on a radio show,
But you never can tell if anyone's listening and I guess it don't kill us what we don't know.
So we play 'em just the same and we tell 'em our name and where to find us on the computer screen.
When we're packing' it up I hear Stu on the phone saying "Baby, I'm livin' the dream"
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day.
If I'da listened to my mom she said "Don't be believing'. everything... them writers say"
There's no line at the door and only twenty people bothered to ad-vance pay.
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day.
We gotta sell ten t-shirts and twenty CD's
To get from Stephenville to Houston town.
Well there's people there who care a lil' about me and
You know they won't let the poor boor boy down
It was five twenty nine, central daylight time when the five of us come strolling' in
With smiles all around, cause it's seventy six hours 'fore we gotta be leaving' again.
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day.
If I'da listened to my dad who said "Don't be believing'. everything.
Them Dutch writers say"
There's no line at the door and only five people bothered to ad-vance pay.
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day
If I could separate what's real from what I been dreamin'
I could live to fight another day