This version of "Painted Yellow Lines" is off of Dispatch's new live album, Live 18, out now on the band's own Bomber Records. It was recorded the summer of 2018 during the band's tour across the United States that year.

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CREDITS:
Filmed and Edited by Mike Smith
Audio Mixed by Brett Eliason
Audio Mastered by Dave Cooley

LYRICS:
Aw it's dark outside
I’ve been trying to get a ride
(While) my body waits, my body waits

America warm my face
I've been trying to turn the page

Once i was a little boy, staring at my shoes
You came along and found me in the chicken coop

But time takes over, i can't say when
Time takes over, may we do it again

Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Take me down to main street with no clothes on with our bare feet on the

Painted yellow lines with our shadows far behind us
Broke into that summer school and fooled around on the infirmary cot
And we can be like all those fairies making their rain angels in the eddies
And I have no expectation just an adolescent heart

Take me to the beachhead let’s go over
All of those rocks at the end of the road
Help me down the seawall let's find Marci
See if she got that

Invitation to the movie, the one where the kids break out of juvie
And then by their own admission they go and turn themselves all in
Just as they get there to the station,
The young one wheels and begs the pavement
For brother speed to make arrangements with the spirits of the night

Take me to the race track let's go bet on
Aw the one that no one expects to win and
Let's bet on the skinny horse he will surely try the hardest to come in first

I bet you for the winner they put on some kind of fancy dinner
Let’s be like those Philadelphia sisters
That have prayed straight for a hundred years
I have no expectation, just to be here in the present
And behold you for a second before it all goes away

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