And So It Goes by Blues Traveler
(note: this song changes with every version... this version is from 5-13-94, when it was brought back after a two-year absence, at the aragon ballroom, in chicago)
Rock and roll!
Well I've been around this world and I'll tell you some things
There ain't no free lunches, you gotta watch for the strings
You stand up for your rights and then you try to hold your ground
But only lady luck determines if you're up or you're down
Oh faith in my friend and faith in my brother
And faith in my life, I don't know no other
You try to stay happy, you try to stay sane
You get a little pleasure and you get a little pain
You grab the brass ring, you know you've gotta try
You keep right on a-grabbing until the day you die
Life's a big gamble, you have to work on yet
It's a big card shuffle, you gave what you could get
You get your joy, you get to have your blows,
And where she stops, nobody knows
And so it goes... and so it goes...
I could tell you scary stories; I could tell you some lies
It'll take much more than that for me to open your eyes
So go anywhere you want to; do whatever you choose
And only lady luck determines if you win or you lose...
Oh faith in my friend and faith in my brother
And faith in my life, I don't know no other
You try to stay happy, you try to stay sane
You get a little pleasure and you get a little pain
You grab the brass ring, you know you've gotta try
You keep right on a-grabbing until the day you die
Life's a big gamble, you have to work on yet
It's a big card shuffle, you gave what you could get
You get your joy, you get to have your blows,
And where she stops, nobody knows
And so it goes... and so it goes...
(spoken)
"do you know what I love about having this microphone in front of my face where I've got this groove going on behind me all solid and smooth? well, I'll tell you. through the miracle of rock and roll, I can say absolutely anything, anything at all that will make some kind of sense in some poetic way to somebody, somehow, somewhere. observe closely... hark! what light through yon window breaks? kids who live in glass houses should learn to draw rakes. them that takes cakes that the parsee man bakes makes dreadful mistakes. and those that think we can't do chicago are big lousy fakes."
"i don't have to explain it; I just gotta make it up... oh, I guess I should play now."
"how is everybody feeling? you know, we're feeling so good, we're gonna hit it for you one time (1 hit). ho! ho! ho! ha! eh! we feel so good, we're gonna hit it for you seven times (7 hits). this isn't something you get every day, this is interdimensional, cross-rip timekeeping. okay... this has never been done before... we're gonna hit it for you 13 times in honor of friday the 13th. (13 hits) that felt pretty good! you know, I'm afraid we're going to have to hit it for you 67 times. (67
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