John Wesley Harding - Same Thing Twice текст песни

Hes done it all a million times

The gags, the repartee, the little crimes

Every audience is special and that goes for you

He looks into your eyes again

He never does it but he tries again

That old boy lost look could bruise you black and blue

Everybodys looking for a single row so they can be alone

Cos every time the lights go up, theyd rather be at home

I looked through all the wanted ads with a fine toothed comb

And all I came up with was another evening

Doing the same thing twice

Thats what I was doing

All the drinks that hes been sinking

Never ask him what hes thinking

Every audience is unique and that goes for you

Dead or alive youre coming with me

Because everythings my cup of tea

Thats why Ive got a gold suit and some green italian shoes

Everybody says they had, but we all know they didnt

Its impossible to be a little bit pregnant

Give me the whole fruit cos Im getting just a segment

And all I end up with is another evening

Doing the same thing twice

Well it hurts so bad to get this stoned

By ugly looking bureaucrats with ears like headphones

Reading the sun, sunday sport, s.ideal home, womans own

Looks like youre on your own

Bring me on the magic sponge

My dying gasp, my final lunge

Its all over now bar the dance

Do it now but dont get caught

Ive been having third thoughts

They can be so clever, only when the script demands

You cluttered up the sky now so you cant follow any star

Someones sitting next to you in an empty cinema

No-one wants to end up face down in a reservoir

And I dont wanna end up with another evening

Saying the same thing twice