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Leftovers in the Garage: Rebel Spuds

V3.5

[Instrumental Intro] [Verse] Four spuds in the dark No one around A tape deck spinning A crackling sound Rust on the strings Dust on the floor They found a rhythm They wanted more [Pre-Chorus] Four spuds in the dark Dreams in a spark Cassette wheels turning The night was burning [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] They’re the Leftovers Born to shout Peel them back See what is up and about From the dirt to the stage Come alive Garage-punk spuds They shout They thrive [Intermission] They are the Leftovers Forgotten and free Singin' to the echoes Of a garage symphony [Instrumental Drop] [Verse 2] They mashed the chords Fried up the beat No rules No recipe Just pure heat A potato solo A mic stand shake Garage walls trembled Hearts did break [Bridge] Rotten amps hum Wires tangled tight Four tubers screaming into the night No fame No glory No shiny gold Just a garage full of stories untold [Pre-Chorus] Peel 'em down see their gold Roots of rebellion don’t grow old Mashed or fried they’re still whole Spuds with a soul [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] They’re the Leftovers Born to shout Peel them back See what is up and about From the dirt to the stage Come alive Garage-punk spuds They shout They thrive [Intermission] They are the Leftovers Forgotten and free Singin' to the echoes Of a garage symphony [Instrumental Drop] [Verse 3] The grease-stained walls The echoing sound Garage punk glory Where no kings are crowned They’re spud rebellion raw and proud In their starch kingdom they rule the crowd [Bridge 2] Leftovers leftovers screaming in the night Mashed-up riffs and chaos it’s a tuber fight Leftovers leftovers kickin’ down the door Potatoes in the garage punk forever more [Outro] Busted amps and a broken mic "Our roots run deep through the urban spike!" Strings too loose but they still ignite Every note a raw fistfight [Spoken] Static buzzing like a rebel’s cry Forgotten in the dark see them rise Rotting dreams can still survive Garage punk keeps them alive Can you feel the crunch of a rebel's lunch? [Instrumental Outro]