lollapalooza [original] [ep5.8]

[project168 - lollapalooza] [lyrics: russo/peekyblinder(rose&fox)2026] Backpack Guitar case Little band, big grin New place We were kids in a pub backroom, sticky floor shows Ten friends, two pounds, everybody knows Bus ride home with the gear on our laps Writing big dreams on a dreamscape flier, facts Grey sky town, cheap chips, cold rain Mum said, "Be safe," then she prayed on the train Stamped that passport Through the Heathrow gates I'm getting panicked "Fox, I think we're running late" Long flight, tried to sleep no luck Fox hates flying, says 'the food tastes yuck' Landed at customs, they ask what we do "We're project168 bro, coming through" We just a mad little band from the UK Touch down, now we're ticking off the states From the Vaults in Stony to the big stage From local papers to the Sun front-page We just a little band from the UK Off to Lollapalooza, playing main stage 'Cause every crazy song that we once played Got us this far, on this runway First show, new van, wrong side drive Sat on the right while Fox tries to drive Manager yelling, "Soundcheck, move fast!" Sat-nav lost us, still we laugh, then dash Mic check, accent thick on the talkback Soundmans like "Say that again," then nods back They don’t get slang but they feel those drums When the hook drops, everybody goes numb Merch on a table by the sticky bar floor Signed one shirt, then they lined to the door Girl at the front said, "I flew two states" For a band that her Tiger Beat called "next greats" After-show food, burgers milkshake and fries Delayed call home with the tired eyes Dad said, "Heard 'em cheer through the phone" Tiny band, many many miles from home. We just a mad little band from the UK Touch down, now we're ticking off the states From the Vaults in Stony to the big stage From local papers to the Sun front-page We just a little band from the UK Off to Lollapalooza, playing main stage 'Cause every crazy song that we once played Got us this far, on this runway Little band, tracksuits, wide eyes Little pay, big faith in the ride Little flat back home, big roads outside Little jokes in the van, big dreams inside From the late bus nights to the bright stage sign From the closed-up doors to the long, long line If they ask who we are when the lights all blaze Tell 'em, "We're just a mad little band from the UK" We just a mad little band from the UK Touch down, now we're ticking off the states From the Vaults in Stony to the big stage From local papers to the Sun front-page We just a little band from the UK Off to lollapalooza, playing main stage 'Cause every crazy song that we once played Got us this far, on this runway