Monday caught me early. Comin' down by surprise. Waiting for a signal light to change. Breathing something bitter. That was burnin' my eyes. Thinkin' I'd go drink myself.
Eight ounce gloves now it's title time. You can use your chosen tools and I'll choose mine. I'm afraid we've gone and laid it on the line it's a risky bizness.
Buddy, tip your bottle back. Climb aboard the bus. Join your brothers in the band. If you ain't bombed in Burmingham. Then you ain't one of us. We don't really give a damn.
So many people got so many lines they've all been tried and it's true. They've all got so many reasons for changin' your mind. And there ain't none of 'em new.
So many people got so many lines. They've all been tried and it's true. They've all got so many reasons for changin' your mind. And there ain't none of 'em new.
So many people got so many lines they've all been tried and it's true. They've all got so many reasons for changin' your mind. And there ain't none of 'em new.
Lovers make believe in dreams. Dreamers make believe in makin' love to last forever. Losers can't believe in anything at all. Hey-we never meant to fall so hard.
It's sad to see we may never be the way we were before. We don't believe in the magic of the music anymore. And everything's older now and colder and grey.