Coughing blood on an American tour Left me bewildered, concerned for my future The doctor told me we licked our pity The consequences of all that gluttony
Always traveling to the next on the line With no concern for the vessel that will sink them
Same old, same old, same old song Same old, same old, same old road to travel on But the time is now and when day will begun So let's sing the same old song
A weeping wound when you're serving food Won't win you many tips But sing a song of love gone wrong And the accolades and zip their shot guns
Always heading to the next on the line With no concern for the vessel that will not stand
Same old, same old, same old song Same old, same old, same old road to travel on But the time is now and when day will begun So let's sing the same old song
Somewhere there's reason Somewhere there's pain Somewhere there's progress Like the car crunch, the sun it is always
Same old, same old, same old song Same old, same old, same old road to travel on But the time is now and when day will begun So let's sing the same old song Oh, let's sing the same old songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
