Last Greyhound Out of Los Angeles (Digital 45)

by Dropping Sully

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released 13 February 2014

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Dropping Sully Baltimore, Maryland

People aren’t sure where the band name comes from, but their last EP, ‘Unvarnished’, was hailed by one critic as “the catchiest, most interesting unsigned live record I ever heard.” These four seasoned musicians have been writing original music that can make hips shake and faces melt. Dropping Sully’s sound features a funky backbeat, dynamic two guitar interplay and Chris Robinson-tinged vocals. ... more

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Track Name: Last Greyhound Out of Los Angeles
There's no space
Like the present between you and me
There's a highway burnin’
In the western sun
I’m moving yet
Not sure where I’m going
But I do believe that I'm on the path to
Enlightenment

Whiskey in the morning
Oh, it's not even nine
Look at yourself in the mirror
See who you recognize

Smoking my last joint
Humboldt's finest weed
Is this depression
Or just America?
She slammed the door in my face
Never wanted to see me again
And now I'm leaving
Last greyhound out of Los Angeles

I'm leaving baby on the last greyhound
Last greyhound out of Los Angeles

Whiskey in the morning
Oh, it's not even nine
Look at yourself in the mirror
See who you recognize

I'm leaving baby on the last greyhound
Last greyhound out of Los Angeles

Whiskey in the morning
Oh, it's not even nine
Look at yourself in the mirror
See who you recognize
Track Name: Too Little Too Late
Saw you standing on the side of the road
There was a marquee above you
Saying “The Lover” with letters falling
Made me wonder if you fell too
Far

Lord knows I like the way you move
And that cocaine you do
Well that’s alright with me
But your cheating heart’s got to
Go

I crawled back to the one I loved
I came back on my knees and she said:

“It’s too little, too late (too little, too late)
Don’t you come back around”
“It’s too little, too late (too little, too late)
Don’t you come back around”

Waking up in your husband’s bed
Realizing I let a good women go
Drinking all this Maker’s
Thinking it’s a good time to go
A good time to go

I crawled back to the one I loved
I came back on my knees and she said:

“It’s too little, too late (too little, too late)
Don’t you come back around”
“It’s too little, too late (too little, too late)
Don’t you come back around”