Workin' all night and day Playin' the time away I just wanna go home put my feet up and get stoned
Back and forth to New York Somebody please pull the cork If I gotta be there I just know I got to be stoned
Who can depend on a life on the road Missin' your friends and havin' no home I'm not complainin' just let it be knowed That the best way to dig is to put on a load
Gettin' to sleep before dawn Ain't somethin' you can count on for long But when I gotta stay up I count on that cup to get stoned
Studio hours always leave you a mess They don't give you no peace they don't give you no rest Heaven knows I love that sweet music to death
And when I'm dyin' from the hundredth take I take out my very best bottle And pour me a round Things start to settle down If you can't beat'em Join 'em once and for all and get
Stoned, plowed, lord knows how It makes it easy to get through it allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
