Through My Ray-Bans - Eric Church

Yeah, I know a place where kings and paupers

Drink with the dreamers and the cheaters and the lawyers

And the dealers deal aces from a loaded stack of cards

Now what if I told you a place existed

Where the magic in the air tastes like moonlight on the lips

And no hand in the deck can beat a pair of hearts?

Everybody’s got their arms around

Everybody else’s shoulders

Guardin' against the world outside

Like an army of Friday night soldiers

The battle wages tomorrow

But tonight you don’t give a damn

Wish you could stay the way I see you

Through my Ray-Bans

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I see a place where a moment in time

Is a kaleidoscope of color on a canvas of white

Where the voices roar at the noise of the poet’s rhyme

Would you believe my story or buy what I’m sellin'

If I told you the tale I’m in the middle of tellin'

Is as true as the blue in the grass or the green in the sky?

Everybody’s got their arms around

Everybody else’s shoulder

Guardin' against the world outside

Like an army of Friday night soldiers

The battle wages tomorrow

But tonight we don’t give a damn

Wish you could stay the way I see you

Through my Ray-Bans

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Everybody’s got their arms around

Everybody else’s shoulders

Guardin' against the world outside

Like an army of Friday night soldiers

The battle wages tomorrow

But tonight we’ve got a drink in our hand

Wish you could stay the way I see you

Through my Ray-Bans

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh, ooh)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh, ooh)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh, ooh)