It was nothing but the hits in a room downtown They're noisy as hell but nice People don't usually get to play in there More than a time or twice You had your a regular spot They were even advertising your name Better than the usual thing you got Staying just ahead of the game Ahead of the game And I can't tell you one thing new About playing for the door Some of my dream is back there too With the sawdust on the floor We're worn out and weary, all of us But we know why we came Banged up and battered like this old bus Staying just ahead of the game Ahead of the game The sky's as big as nowhere Which is where we've been Left a dream behind there somewhere You've got to have a dream I've gave your buddy a ride to the train He was telling me he'd be back There was a red light shining, love in vain When we rolled across the tracks Barista bartender selling beat-up car Needs a ticket for a bus or a plane Singer songwriter heading for home Staying just ahead of the game Ahead of the game