Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Tommy Keene
Where’re you going this morning
There is madness in the air
Saw the paper
Seconds later
They were coming down the stairs
Shy was Ginger
Such a winner
She was only born to lose
Apprehension
No attention
Has only made her fade to black
She’s never coming back
To save your life
I heard about the wondrous times
I know it’s no good to lie
And try to find
A way out
At the World’s Fair
Yeah we were there
Unknown to everyone
In a big crowd
We would laugh out loud
We never knew the fun would go away
It won’t be back today to save your life
I heard about the wondrous times
I know it’s no good to lie
And try to find
A way out
Now they’re fading to black
They’re never coming back to save your life
I heard about the wondrous times
I know it’s no good to lie
And try to find
A way out
A Way Out was written by Tommy Keene.