Dressing Room Walls Lyrics - Old 97's

I might have wound up in L.A. panning for gold 

Found me a woman to warm up with when the water got cold 

But I heard that there ain't no gold there 

There's just line upon line of cocaine 

I've been there once and I ain't gonna go there again 

I stopped believing in true love when Reagan was king 

The years have gone by now and the years haven't changed anything 

Trying like hell to get better 

But I'm gearing myself for the worst 

The punk rock will get you if the government don't get you first 

I'm gonna write down my name in the lady's room stall 

Find me a pay phone and place a few calls 

I'm gonna try not to fall down when I'm singing for y'all 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls 

My advice is to not let us boys in 

For we chose misery as our rock 

Misery must love all the new friends that she's got 

I'm gonna write down my name in the lady's room stall 

Find me a pay phone and pay for it all 

I'm gonna try not to fall down when I'm singing for y'all 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls 

I'm gonna die someday staring at the dressing room walls