R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
R. Stevie Moore
All the people in town
Are going to leave
They're departing because
They're tired of Steve
Steve
Taking the interstate road
Trying to relocate load
If they could only believe in Steve
Steve is standing downtown
And feeling alone
He decided to stay
And answer the phone
No transportation today
Eternal vacation pay
If they could only believе in Steve
My acoustic guitar is strung out
Everybody i know is starting to shout
Sun is sеtting and
Steve is stuck in the dark
He should begin again
Right from the start
Tragic the setting must be
Perishable, do not freeze
If they could only believe in Steve