From "Underdog" 2007 seanosongs
1982, Coquitlam, BC
Remastered May 2020, The Cave, Vancouver, BC
Cover art: Ross Muir
Photo: Frankfurt (Main) Hauptbahnhof, 2006
And so it goes, not so long ago my life was falling apart
Got down so low I damned-near choked
on the blood of my bleeding heart
At the end of my rope, newfound utopia had a reprimand
Without no friends did seem my end
Still remember the Voice in my head said,
For the summer of my school daze was over
I was down to the dregs, and the band was on its last legs
‘Twas a bummer, reached the breaking point October
High upon a mountainside, reached out and cried to sky ... help me
Never surrender, never surrender to the devil.
Door-to-door J.W. boys, ornery 'Christian' salesman
Draw the sword and thrust it toward my sorry mortal soul, man
Oh, I got to get away, can’t take it this way:
Are you for us, are you against us?
So the page is writ and the Scripture’s ripped
Yet from the bowels of my soul He said,
Turned to face the music of my soul search
And in the sound there was truth to be found in the inner groove
To embrace the beauty of the whole earth
So turn around inside you, and tell yourself Good News.
Well have you ever wondered ‘bout it, will we ever be free?
Ever checked into the lost-and-found
of broken hearts and shattered dreams?
So it goes, the cold wind blows head-on, one-way, dead-end
But where there’s hope you don’t let go
Remember who your friends are –
And never surrender … never surrender to the devil.
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