[Lyric] Glory Days (Marty Gray)

Rude awakened clemency
From Saturday debauchery
Crimson cherry plastic cups
And blueberry lips

Flow the halls of milk and honey
Bountiful as parent’s money
Life’s lemons have never tasted quite the same
Quite the same
Quite the same

Simple love
Heat it up
Young, unworried, emblazoned
Glory days
Glory days

Pour enough
Drink it up
Grape, a soon to be raisin
Glory days
Glory days
You were in the thick of it
Spat the cherry liquor pit
Party favors came in quantities
And many different flavors

Take the mango with the lime
Use the fruit, discard the rind
Felt the ripeness last forever
Forever and ever and ever

Simple love
Heat it up
Young, unworried, emblazoned
Glory days
Glory days

Pour enough
Drink it up
Grape, a soon to be raisin
Glory days
Glory days

(you order another drink)

Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it?
Don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it don’t it don’t it take a big toll?
Don’t it?

Simple love
Heat it up
Young, unworried, emblazoned
Glory days
Glory days

Pour enough
Drink it up
Grape, a soon to be raisin
Glory days
Glory days