Prologue (We Might Play All Night)

Well, you don’t know me, and I don’t know you
Let’s cut to the chase; the name is Stew
And I’ll be narrating this gig, so just sit tight
We might play all night
Been on the road, me, her, and this band
For 10, 000 days of one night stands
And, oh, by the way, can we crash on your couch tonight
Say, is that alright, is that alright (Is that alright?)
Well, before we cart it back to your uptown flat
We’re gonna do a little play since you paid for that
A play where this band tells you where it’s at
So just follow along, just follow along (Just follow along!)
Well, if this mic feeds back or the drums rock out
Or an amp explodes and the bass player pouts
Or if you’re ever not sure what I’m on about
Just ask the song (Just ask the song!)
Just ask the song
Now since it’s my job, imma set the scene
In a big two story black middle class dream
With all the mod cons, the manicured lawn
Some savings bonds, a boy and his mom
(A colored paradise where the palm trees sway)
(A colored paradise where the palm trees sway)