The Grapes (1960’s Baroque Pop)

Verse There’s a place I like to go when I’m feeling sad and low. It’s a pub they call The Grapes. Just a hole in the wall. Not too big. Not too small. Pre Chorus We meet up there after Cavern gigs. Have an ale and get in our digs. Talk about setting the word on fire. Chorus There’s a place where dreams are made. Where schemes are hatched and plans are laid. This is where we talk when determination fades. And the blue of the world turns to gray. Verse Things seem so stark and dead end. Nice to be in a band with my friends. We understand each other so well. They all have my back I can tell. Pre Chorus Sometimes life seems so hard. Except when I am playing my guitar. And expressing myself to others. It really makes life worth the bother. Chorus There’s a place where dreams are made. Where schemes are hatched and plans are laid. This is where we talk when determination fades. And the blue of the world turns to gray. Bridge So let’s tell another tale and drink another ale. And talk about the music in the States. We’ve never been there but we know it’s our fate. To visit this magical part of the world where rock and roll got its start. Verse I know I can’t solve the world’s problems, but I’m gonna try. Right now I’m only getting by, but I have a bigger plan for what’s ahead. And putting this life, I’ve led far behind me. Pre Chorus The future ahead seems so unclear. Not sure what tomorrow holds but right now I’m just enjoying my beer. I’m having a good time with all my friends and I hope the fun never ends. Chorus There’s a place where dreams are made. Where schemes are hatched and plans are laid. This is where we talk when determination fades. And the blue of the world turns to gray.