Lyrics
<b> Microphone Dinner</b><br />
<i>by The McGowan Family Band</i><br />
<br />
I woke up late this morning<br />
Always in a rush<br />
Stuck in morning traffic<br />
Forgot to pack a lunch<br />
Under pressure<br />
Boss is reaming me out<br />
I’ve still got four more hours<br />
till I can make it out<br />
<br />
When they put me out to pasture<br />
High on the plains<br />
I’ll hear the same four chords<br />
Open up the door<br />
Like cool wind in my face<br />
<br />
Born with the heart for music<br />
All I want to do is play<br />
Soul rise up in the morning <br />
Look forward to the end of day<br />
<br />
Microphone dinner<br />
Hot, cold and waiting<br />
I missed the bus<br />
I got off work late<br />
Stage is set like a table<br />
Harmonies on our plate<br />
<br />
When they put me out to pasture<br />
High on the plains<br />
I’ll hear the same four chords<br />
Open up the door<br />
Like cool wind in my face<br />
Same old things<br />
Like carrots and the cheese<br />
Never get tired<br />
of all familiar things<br />
Like a song that you heard before<br />
Knockin at your door<br />
Shows you the way<br />