Pitcher Picture

de Chad Daniels

(The only option you have is signing your name here)
(Or else he’ll be stuck here forever)

There was a boy
He had the voice of an angel and sang to his parents for fun
He didn’t want toys
He wanted a piano so he could learn how to play in the clubs
His daddy was slaving away
But he didn’t get paid quite enough to escape from the slums
So the boy went for a walk
And he had a long talk with a man who wore black and he coughed
He said you sign this one thing it’ll give you the keys

To my friends on the otherside
They’ll take you anywhere you wanna go
My friends on the otherside
They’ll give you whatever you want let ’em know
My friends on the otherside
There’s only one thing you have to let go to
My friends on the otherside
Say hello to the otherside
They’re your friends on the otherside

He started playing new shows
Where there’s elegant clothes and the fame was attached to his name
He was the talk of the town
As the crowd gathered ’round
And they gazed at the way that he sang
He couldn’t control his own fingers
He played so damn fast you would think he was Satan himself
The news wanted photos and more
So he sat in the stores and he smiled ’cause he knew he was best

But then he remembered his father
He looked in the mirror all the years had gone by in a flash
He went to the store where the man in the black gave him everything
There was a note on a desk
You gave me your soul for the riches
But you didn’t read everything that you signed with my pen
Now that your father is mine bet you won’t forget

My friends on the otherside
They’ll take you anywhere you wanna go
My friends on the otherside
They’ll give you whatever you want let ’em know
My friends on the otherside
There’s only one thing you have to let go to
My friends on the otherside
Say hello to the otherside
They’re your friends on the otherside

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