Good Fight Why, I ask Shotgun blast You're the ghost that lingers In my past You don't know What I've seen My lucky number seven Is thirteen Do you believe? As I believe You earn your reprieve We're gonna fight We're gonna fight The good fight And I'm locked and loaded Sugar coated And I'm ready baby for you You can shoot me down You can take me down But there ain't a grave to keep my body down There ain't a grave to keep my body down Tonight Tonight Do you believe? As I believe You earn your reprieve We're gonna fight We're gonna fight The good fight And I'm locked and loaded Sugar coated And I'm ready baby for you My soul's corroded My heart's exploded And I'm ready baby for you You can shoot me down You can take me down But there ain't a grave to keep my body down There ain't a grave to keep my body down Tonight Hey Red You're gonna end up ahead Every move you make Is what it takes to bring The other side down Hey Blue I'm loving the things you do From the very first time The fight you fight for Will always be mine Chorus |
This song is from the album You Were There. Probably the longest Trocadero song to date. One of the inspirations for the song is this old religious idea that a grave doesn't keep your body down, as the spirit travels to a different place, much like certain online multiplayer games where your body respawns pretty fast. Credits:
(Audy-Rowland) Nico Audy-Rowland: Vocals, Danelectro baritone guitar Martha Marin: Vocals Jeff Williams: Moog Opus 3 Brandon Erdos: Drums, Percussion |