Ed Kuepper Black Ticket Day
Remember the rain had started
As we started out on this
Black ticket day
Our fingers were worn
Our skin had been torn
As we started out on our way
Well glory hallelujah
Watch us coming to ya
On your black black ticket day
Things you had forgotten
Things that were so rotten
Brought back to you on this day
Well we can make it happen
If we want it to happen
On your black black ticket day
Someone has to lay down
Someone has to pay down
On this black black ticket day
You say that it feels good
Never guessed that it would
On this black Black ticket day
Glory hallelujah
