ฟังเพลงSame Old Song

Hey, Mama, would you pay my rent?

Would you let me crash in your basement?

'Cause anyone of us could make it big

Or could end up dead on the pavement

And if I was to die

If the plane went down and you survived

You ever wondered what your parents meant

When they told you Grandma's in Heaven?

'Cause I don't feel it like I did back then

In a black sedan of depression

And everyone's alright

I could not afford to see the light

I don't know what's wrong with me

I killed the mood so naturally

The guests begin to make me feel alone

Same old song

We sing the same old song

We sing the same old

Same sad song

In La Brea, where the tar pit's black

Like a starving mouth for the innocent

You said the boulevard was not that bad

Then they jacked our van with the instruments

In the broad daylight

They popped the trunk and left the keys behind

The cops pretend to care

I'll never see my mom's guitar again

I don't know what's wrong with me

I killed the mood so naturally

The guests begin to make me feel alone

The party has been done for hours

I'm laying on bathroom tile

Spilling all my guts below the throne

Same old song

We sing the same old song

We sing the same old

Same sad song

Same old song

We sing the same old song

We sing the same old

Same sad song