End Of The Day Lyrics - Singles - Lucy Kaplansky

I used to hear him sing in a Bleecker Street bar 

On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar 

His voice cut through like a speeding car 

Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar 

Then he sold everything for a Wall Street wage 

A rich man's money is a rich man's cage 

Pockets full of gold and a dead man's face 

There was life in those eyes, now there's not a trace 

How much did it cost you? 

How much did you pay? 

And are you sorry at the end of the day? 

Are you sorry at the end of the day? 

She used to be a friend and a wife and a daughter 

Now she's walked on everybody like she's walking on water 

She'll kiss you on the mouth while she takes what you give her 

Better turn the other cheek when she walks away forever 

'Cause you're just another rung on the ladder to the top 

And once she started climbing, she couldn't ever stop 

With her entourage around her, she sits on her throne 

But she's the queen of nothing now, she's sitting all alone 

How much did it cost you? 

How much did you pay? 

And are you sorry at the end of the day? 

Are you sorry at the end of the day? 

And you found out what you wanted 

Well it isn't what you need 

And you curse this train you're riding 

You curse it but you never leave 

Well there's a way, there's a way 

How much did it cost you? 

How much did you pay? 

And are you sorry at the end of the day? 

Are you sorry at the end of the day? 

I used to hear him sing in a Bleecker Street bar 

On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar 

His voice cutting through like a speeding car 

Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar 

Tearing through the deals of the brokers at the bar