Stole Our Yesterday(Instrumental)

Stole Our Yesterday - Blueprint

light a Newport, get a paper from the porch | can't believe the

bars don’t let the people smoke indoors | an empty beer can, a

couple old sales receipts | movie ticket stubbs, a pizza box from

last week | watching westerns on his black and white tv set |

digital converter box the government made him get | stain in his

shag carpet, no time to clean it yet | thinking about hittin the

bank and cashing his check

back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they

sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday

take a ride, hop inside the delta 88 | roadmap and an atlas is

on his backseat | dice is in the mirror, pine trees keep the air

fresh | reach into the glovebox and pull out his favorite cassette

| damn, thinking music just ain't what it used to be | ain't been

the same since CDs and MTV | he miss the vinyl LPs and the

milkcrates | so right before he walk in the bank he flip the tape

back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they

sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday

teller ask how he’s doing, he says fine | they let him know he can

check his account balance on line | he laughs, and say truthfully

“that’s out of the question” | cause he heard about the internet

but still don’t trust it | get on the freeway, its under construction

all the time | glance down at the buildings crowding the skyline |

most of the spots he used to frequent all closed | they call it

“progress”, he calls it “nightclubs & condos”

back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they

sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday