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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead On A Sunday
Dead On A Sunday
Performer
Ross Ryan
Ross Ryan
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ross Ryan
Ross Ryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ross Ryan
Ross Ryan
Producer

Lyrics

Isn’t it strange how far we’ve come?
One day we’re here the next day we’re gone
Just like a rocket shot towards the sun"
Isn't it strange how far we’ve come?
Life's a fuckin' trip riding this rollercoaster
Before you know it the whole show is over
So don't forget ya gotta love one another
Bye bye baby its time to go
Isn’t it strange how far we’ve come?
One day we’re here the next day we’re gone
Just like a rocket shot towards the sun"
Isn't it strange how far we’ve come?
Politics are the new religion
Everybody’s got an opinion
Now who’s holding the smoking gun
Isn’t it strange how far we’ve gone
Lifes' a fuckin' trip riding this rollercoaster
Before you know it the whole show is over
So don't forget ya gotta love one another
Through the barrel of a loaded gun
Politics are the new religion
Everybody’s got an opinion
So who’s holding the smoking gun?
Isn’t it strange how far we’ve gone?
Isn’t it strange how far we’ve come?
One day we’re here the next day we’re gone
Just like a rocket shot towards the sun"
Isn't it strange how far we’ve come?
Life's a fuckin' trip riding this rollercoaster
Before you know it the whole show is over
So don't forget ya gotta love one another
Bye bye baby its time to go
Written by: Ross Ryan, Ross Ryan Edsall
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