Album Name : Been to the Future
Release Date : 2002-01-01
Song Duration : 2:56
Joey Eppard The Game
Way down, way down
Underneath the garden
Wrapped up in some plastic
Thats where you'll find the bones
Of christopher john whitner
He was the first slain by my hand
He was the bass player in my band
But I'd had all I could stand
Of the game
Well it started with the little things
He'd make a mess, he'd break his strings
He'd book us gigs and then forget the days
On practice days he'd seldom show
And by the time he did it was time to go
And in the studio he finally sealed his fate
I put him way down, way down
Underneath the garden
Wrapped up in some plastic
Yea, thats where you'll find the bones
Of Christopher John Whitner
He was the first slain by my hand
He was the bass player in my band
But I'd had all I could stand
Of the game
Well we played on through the summer's heat
But josh could hardly keep the beat
It seemed as though he'd drifted into space
Always upstairs drinking 40's
Or outside chasing shorties
I finally had to put him in his place
I put him way down, way down
Underneath my bedroom
Walled up in the basement
Yea, thats where you'll find the bones
Of little Joshy Eppard
Not the first slain by my hand
He was the drummer in my band
But I'd had all I could stand
Of the game
Well i guess that i've gone overboard
Cause as i sit and strum these chords
They sure could use a baseline and a beat
And now the mirror makes me halt
I realize its all my fault
Its time to turn these murderous hands on me
And ill be way down, way down
Underneath my bedroom
Walled up in the basement
Yea, thats where you'll find the bones
Of guys without replacement
I'll be the last slain by my hand
I'm gonna reunite the band
And we'll be in another land
All the same
