Sound Team - Afterglow Years lyrics

If I ever get back up on, get back up on my feet You'd better look out But for now, I guess that I keep Going over this same old empty ground Some day I'll come around Some day I'll come around We went out and we met with the queen of California And she said that we have a place here at the home of the hits for you But she ain't called back yet through all these afterglow years And we go in and out of ears Days get thrown into a pile In and out of ears Through all these afterglow years I see all your frowning fathers I see all your idiot sons Ones wrapped up in bed sheets Hoping that the morning will come I'm gonna write a postcard and send it out to everyone I see Tell 'em not to change a thing Tell 'em not to change a thing And you'll be all right