Lyrics: They cut all the shifts right before the summer Then the bastards forced me on to swing I’m parking some white sedan While the owner tries his hand rolling dice It’s just another day in Paradise
I don’t pull ‘em ‘round as quickly as I used to This chasing flashy cars is a young man’s gameIf I don’t keep up the pace somebody’s son will take my place in the picture frame And Paradise will go on just the same
So it’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross a silver line that always leans Just beyond the shadows of my dreams
I cared for my old man right until the bell rang He never really cared for me He left us for another life And when he called he always made it sound so nice Sounded like it might be Paradise
I’ve done the things that drive a man into the bottle I lost the angel on my shoulder at twelve years old I ain’t no choir boy But when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be singing a tale well told Since the dawn of silver and gold
It’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross the silver line That always leans just beyond my dreams
It’s just another day in Paradise Another diehard on the team Count the hours till quitting time Trying to cross the silver line Oh how it gleams It always leans just beyond the shadows of my dreams
Lyrics: They cut all the shifts right before the summer Then the bastards forced me on to swing I’m parking some white sedan While the owner tries his hand rolling dice It’s just another day in Paradise
I don’t pull ‘em ‘round as quickly as I used to This chasing flashy cars is a young man’s gameIf I don’t keep up the pace somebody’s son will take my place in the picture frame And Paradise will go on just the same
So it’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross a silver line that always leans Just beyond the shadows of my dreams
I cared for my old man right until the bell rang He never really cared for me He left us for another life And when he called he always made it sound so nice Sounded like it might be Paradise
I’ve done the things that drive a man into the bottle I lost the angel on my shoulder at twelve years old I ain’t no choir boy But when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be singing a tale well told Since the dawn of silver and gold
It’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross the silver line That always leans just beyond my dreams
It’s just another day in Paradise Another diehard on the team Count the hours till quitting time Trying to cross the silver line Oh how it gleams It always leans just beyond the shadows of my dreams
#BrandonFlowers #Paradise #THRASHERBrandon Flowers - Tigers Blood (Official Audio)Brandon Flowers2026-08-07 | Listen to “Tiger’s Blood”: https://BrandonFlowers.lnk.to/TigersBloodOutNow Pre-save/Pre-order THRASHER, out August 21st: brandonflowers.lnk.to/THRASHER
Lyrics: Tiger's blood shedding on the sidewalk Alfalfa in the air New kid in the county Crowd shy, hunch in the shoulders With gelled-up hair "Cowboy up" on a shot Ford Ranger You’re a stranger now Meet me at the Country Crossroads Cheerleader working the till She wants to get outta this podunk place so bad she can taste the dream distill Peach fuzz boys getting hard in the corner on Mortal Combat
The swamp cooler's leaking down the bricks outside Yeah I wanna go but I need a ride Swisher Sweet dreams blowin’ like breeze Down in the hollow of the cottonwood trees We’ll get work and we’ll pay the rent In a few more years when we’re real men
The last thing that I heard You were doing ok We took different roads To heal the hurt, not fade away The things that we can’t explain Roll on like a runaway train Into the fire and out of the frame Wild and gone like a runaway train
Disposable Kodak memory You crack another joker smile Diploma in your hand on the fifty yard line Runners on your mark for the longest mile And no one ever thinks that they’ll be lonely When they’re all grown up Just living their best lie
The swamp cooler's leaking down the bricks outside Yeah I wanna go but I need a ride Swisher Sweet dreams blowin’ like breeze Down in the hollow of the cottonwood trees We bury the things in shallow graves That wet our eyes when the music plays
The last thing that I heard You were doing ok We took different roads to heal the hurt Not fade away The things that we can’t explain Roll on like a runaway train Into the fire and out of the frame Wild and gone like a runaway train Last thing that I heard You were doing okay I still smile when I remember us in younger days The things that we can’t explain Roll on like a runaway train Into the fire and out of the frame Wild and gone like a runaway train
#BrandonFlowers #TigersBlood #THRASHERBrandon Flowers - Paradise (Official Lyric Video)Brandon Flowers2026-08-04 | Listen to “Paradise” out now: https://BrandonFlowers.lnk.to/Paradise
Lyrics: They cut all the shifts right before the summer Then the bastards forced me on to swing I’m parking some white sedan While the owner tries his hand rolling dice It’s just another day in Paradise
I don’t pull ‘em ‘round as quickly as I used to This chasing flashy cars is a young man’s gameIf I don’t keep up the pace somebody’s son will take my place in the picture frame And Paradise will go on just the same
So it’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross a silver line that always leans Just beyond the shadows of my dreams
I cared for my old man right until the bell rang He never really cared for me He left us for another life And when he called he always made it sound so nice Sounded like it might be Paradise
I’ve done the things that drive a man into the bottle I lost the angel on my shoulder at twelve years old I ain’t no choir boy But when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be singing a tale well told Since the dawn of silver and gold
It’s just another day in Paradise Another raindrop in the sea Count the hours to quitting time Trying to cross the silver line That always leans just beyond my dreams
It’s just another day in Paradise Another diehard on the team Count the hours till quitting time Trying to cross the silver line Oh how it gleams It always leans just beyond the shadows of my dreams
Lyrics: The pond is fed by July melted snow That we watched fall from January windows In our homeroom class Teacher wondering how the hell they wound up here So far from the plans they drew up years ago
When I stole away On that three lane headed south I didn’t know the cards were stacked I just knew I was wild about the desert wind Whispering sweet nothings about Gearing up and chasing down A plan I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago
Gonna drive tonight Gonna roll the windows down Let the wind wash over me Let the whole thing go Let it all play out like a melody Lord it feels like a memory Reminding me of the innocence Of the plans I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road With the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
#BrandonFlowers #Plans #THRASHERBrandon Flowers - Plans (Live From Historic RCA Studio A)Brandon Flowers2026-06-26 | Listen to “Plans” out now: https://BrandonFlowers.lnk.to/Plans
Credits: Director — Jared L. Christopher Producer — Niko Vernic Editor — Giorgio Testi Colorist — Luca Ciuti Director of Photography — Terry Zumalt Camera Operator — Dave Ogle 1st Assistant Camera — Ryan Fuqua Gaffer — Sterling Sims Key Grip — BJ Hyman Production Manager — Patrick Jameson Location Manager — Sheridan Gates Production Assistant — Grant Rasnick Sound Mixer — Mike Corl Hair & Makeup — Jessica Candage Rentals — dbV Rentals Nashville
Lyrics: The pond is fed by July melted snow That we watched fall from January windows In our homeroom class Teacher wondering how the hell they wound up here So far from the plans they drew up years ago When I stole away On that three lane headed south I didn’t know the cards were stacked I just knew I was wild about the desert wind Whispering sweet nothings about Gearing up and chasing down A plan I drew up years ago So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Gonna drive tonight Gonna roll the windows down Let the wind wash over me Let the whole thing go Let it all play out like a melody Lord it feels like a memory Reminding me of the innocence Of the plans I drew up years ago So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road With the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
Lyrics: The pond is fed by July melted snow That we watched fall from January windows In our homeroom class Teacher wondering how the hell they wound up here So far from the plans they drew up years ago
When I stole away On that three lane headed south I didn’t know the cards were stacked I just knew I was wild about the desert wind Whispering sweet nothings about Gearing up and chasing down A plan I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago
Gonna drive tonight Gonna roll the windows down Let the wind wash over me Let the whole thing go Let it all play out like a melody Lord it feels like a memory Reminding me of the innocence Of the plans I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
So hold me in your arms I think I’m going under Take your time with my heart It’s been rattled by the thunder Of the all you got engine Always bound for the big show Drowning out the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road With the plans I drew up years ago Tonight I’m on the road with the plans I drew up years ago
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