455 Revival

Feelin’ down? Feelin’ low? Follow me up the road

To a little place I have in mind

There is no judgment, just groove and jive

We are absurdists stuck out of time

Feelin’ hurt? Feelin’ beat? Follow me up the street

Hang out with the wierdoes and freaks

We keep it electric, keepin’ it live

We are the Bisbees at Studio 455

So if you find yourself in Downeast Maine

There are always souls to save

We washed our socks, our squids, our brains

No one here claims to be sane

If you can hear the call, we want you one and all

Don’t you change a motherfucking thing

We will accept you just as you are

We are content to celebrate scars

So if you can feel the beat, follow me up the street

Hang out with the wierdoes and the freaks

We keep it electric, keepin’ it live

We are the Bisbees at Studio 455

455! (gospel chorus for a long-ass time)