Wrong Is Over


(Verse)

Cop stops, frisks me, tells me to leave

He thinks I look dangerous, but life to him is one big bust

So I refuse and he gets hotter

Aint nothing wrong, so why bother?

 

(Chorus)

When wrong is over, wrong is over

No one knows better than you about what to do

 

(lead guitar)

 

We like music loud, blows our brains out

Be when we feel. What’s inside is what’s real

Reverse the rules! Break the chain!

It’s sane to be deranged ah hah

 

(Chorus)

Because wrong is over, wrong is over

No one knows better than you

 

Copyright 1984 George Brian Ferrell

Notes: Existentialist rock. Recorded at Avalon studios in Plymouth PA. Engineer: Ralph DeLong. Drums: Al Strish, Bass guitar: Steve Brinzo. Lead and rhythm guitar and vocals: Me.