[Lyric] The Old 200 (Ted Leo and The Pharmacists)

Who counts the days of bloom on a rose?
What's worth a birth, when feed for the crows?
Roll out the old 200, and let's go
Cheer for fourth gear and wind in your hair
We disappear, but once we were there
Roll out the old 200, and let's go
Crank up the old 200, roll out the old 200
You kick over the old 200, and let's go
Vets, threats, and debts, well we met with those
Regrets? You bet, but that's how it goes
Crank up the old 200, roll out the old 200
You kick over the old 200, and let's go
Who counts the speed of falling stars?
What do we do with old guitars?
Roll out the old 200, and let's go