You say life’s a drag, can’t catch a break
A pain in the ass, a pill for the ache
Things will get bad and things will get worse
Next thing you know, you’re riding the hearse
I tell you what I’d do if I was in your shoes
I’d walk right out the door and don’t come back no more
& more & more till you can’t see the floor
Jump down, turn around man, but what you doing it for
But you got to admit that everybody’s somewhere
Even if you don’t know or you don’t really care
Do you care, if you’re somewhere
You want to get out, but ain’t got the time
Well time’s all you got, so have some of mine
I’ll lend you an ear, sing you a song
Leave you alone or take along
I tell you what I’d do if I was in your shoes
I’d walk right out the door and don’t come back no more
& more & more till you can’t see the floor
Jump down, turn around man, but what you doing it for
But you got to admit that everybody’s somewhere
Even if you don’t know or you don’t really care
Do you care, if you’re somewhere
But you got to admit that everybody’s somewhere
Even if you don’t know or you don’t really care
And even if you never travel far
It never hurts to know just where you are
credits
from Mudhouse Gang,
released September 8, 2018
Written by: Rick Phillips
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