Another fight another story
I can not choose
I'm always payin' too much
Days runs to nights
turns off the glory
Somebody looses
somebody looks out of touch
The colours are dark
but I hope I got luck on my side
<Interlude>
My spirit's lost
I cry my heart out
10 000 years have past
and what have we learned?
We're doing worse
illusions all 'round
My life's the same
as many lifetimes ago
The colours are dark
but I hope I got luck on my side
Day in, day out
I'll be alright
Day in, day out
I feel like shouting it out
<Interlude>
I'm stranger in town
tryin' to make some connections
My future and past
are desperate wreck
I'm starin' at mirrors
and my my own reflection
So rashly and slowly
stickin' a knife in my back
Day in, day out
I'll be alright
Day in, day out
I feel like shouting it out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born