[ Featuring the Villaineers ]
Let's get down to the bottom
Let's get down to the marrow
All that's done is forgotten
All that's left is tomorrow
Let's just try to cut our losses
There's only so much we can borrow
Before they come with the crosses
We better walk it straight and narrow
Ours was a short story
We climbed that mountain
We sang with the glory
Of a youth not long smitten
It was a love forbidden
It was just the call of the piper
It was just a chance to be taken
Just as flame burns the paper
It was a loaded question
And a lack of better judgement
It was just our casual misfortune
And our feet on the pavement
And our lives in the back seat
Written on Sunday paper
The lights flashed on the dark street
And I was yours for the taking
So let's get down to the bottom
Let's get down to the marrow
All that's done is forgotten
All that's left is tomorrow
Let's get down to the bottom
Let's get down to the marrow
All that's done is forgotten
And all we've got left is tomorrow
I have seen this before
On that night when you stood at my door
And you were looking just so
But tonight we're taking the high road
