can't stop 'til i drop

a.i. assisted demo production of original songs, written, structured, and © by richard flynn murrey. the songwriting is still mine… creativity didn’t come from software. tools evolve—songwriting doesn’t. a.i. helps me produce demos efficiently and much cheaper! (especially after my stroke). however it’s made… the song either connects or it doesn’t. can’t stop until i drop - ©Richard Murrey Alarm clock screaming, coffee burning black.Steel toe boots by the door and a monkey on my back.Boss man’s barking, bills stacked high.Another sunrise punching me right in the eye. Traffic crawling like a funeral train.Everybody hustling just to stay sane.Dreams on layaway, time running hot.But I ain’t done breathing yet… no I’m not. I can’t stop ’til I drop.Gonna ride this road right up to the top.Heart on fire and the wheels don’t lock.I can’t stop… ’til I drop Burning daylight, chasing every shot.One life to live and this life’s all I got.When the good Lord calls, let the record show.I was wide open throttle when I had to go. Friday night neon buzzing like a hive.Cold beer sweating and the band’s alive.Bartender laughing, smoke in the air.Whole damn world trying to forget its cares. Pretty little angel in tight blue jeans.Dancing like she’s nineteen in a movie scene.She said “boy you look like trouble on the rocks”.I said “baby you ain’t seen nothing yet”… tick tock. chorus repeat Someday the engine’s gonna lose that spark.Everybody rides into the dark.But until that night when the tires give out.I’m gonna raise some hell and scream it loud. I can’t stop ’til I drop.Even when the whole world says to stop.Raise your glass and let the jukebox rock.I can’t stop… ’til I drop. Pedal down running hotter than a gun.Laughing at the moon and the midnight sun.If they write my story let ‘em write it bold.“He lived wide open and never got old…” [Outro] Can’t stop…Can’t stop…Can’t stop ’til I drop…