Pulling a Lance Lyrics

Aanthems were playing at 340

The Corps had filled Astoria

The Greatest Sons were somewhere hip on Granville

Contra Code at Fortune Sound Club

ATD was slaying CBDB's

Rong destroying Lana Lou's

Fomites and Die Job at Pat's Pub

Who will the people choose?

Too many shows for a normal fan to handle

No way, no how, no chance

There is no way to see every single band, oh?

Unless you pull a Lance

Dead-End-Drive-In at the Railway

Murderers at the Wise

Russian Tim and Pavel Bures

At the Rickshaw with The Highsides

Buses, taxis, and skytrains

Lance travelled expertly

Only pausing for a moment

To pay respect to SBC

Too many shows for a normal fan to handle

No way, no how, no chance

There is no way to see every single band though

Unless you pull a Lance

Some people are simply too slow

Some people can't form a plan

My friend Lance has a path to go

He's a punk rock superman

Too many shows for a normal fan to handle

No way, no how, no chance

There is no way to see every single band, oh?

Unless you pull a Lance