Everlong (Live at the Roundhouse, London, UK, July 2011) - Foo Fighters

I wanna welcome Gibson Jerry Douglas to join me on this song A poor boy, his story's seldom told Squandered his resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear Disregards the rest, mmm When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of a railway station, running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie (Lie-la-lie) (Lie-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lie) Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare That there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there Ooh-la-la-la-la-la-la Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lie Mmm Then I'm laying out my winter clothes Wishing I was gone, going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me Going home In the clearing stands a boxer A fighter by his trade And he carries the remainders Of every glove that laid him down And cut him 'til he cried out In his anger and his shame "Well, I am leaving, I am leaving" But the fighter still remains And he still remains Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie Lie-la-lie Lie-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lie We have a lot of friends out here tonight A lot of friends out there No, I was reffering to a few people over here

And I met the seventh son He came for everyone The day he heard the lightning in the field I've heard him clear his throat A fork within the road That night the tallahatchie took the wheel I've been throwing knives to see just where they'll land Now my world is in your hands Send in the congregation Open your eyes, step in the light A jukebox generation Just as you were The voice upon the stage Is a heart inside a cage And it's singing like bluebird in the round There's mystery in this wood And ghosts within these roots And a tangle deep beneath this southern ground I've been going through life making foolish plans Now my world is in your hands Send in the congregation Open your eyes, step in the lights A jukebox generation Just as you were Just as you were Just as you were And you need blind faith No false hope No false hope Do you have blind faith? No false hope No false hope Where is your blind faith? No false hope No false hope Open your eyes Open your eyes Step into the light! Open your eyes Step into the light! The sound becomes Congregation A congregation A congregation And there In the singing like a blue bird in the round

Wake up, it's time We need to find a better place to hide Make up your mind I need to know, I need to know tonight Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine Patience my dear We could spend a lifetime waiting here Maybe this time I hope I get the chance to say goodbye Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine Day after day Cutting away Day after day But anyway Wake up, it's time We need to find a better place to hide Make up your mind I need to know, I need to know tonight Sweet and divine Razor of mine Sweet and divine Razorblade shine

Crazy but I'm relieved this time Begging for sweet relief of blessing in disguise Dying behind these tired eyes I've been losin' sleep, please come to me tonight Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Everything that we survived It's gonna be alright, just lucky we're alive Got no vision I've been blind Searchin' everywhere, you're right here in my sights Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle Leave it or not, hands on a miracle I got my hands on a miracle And there ain't no way, let you take it away Take it away