Из альбома: Burn.Flicker.Die.
I’ve got a cracked windshield and Mardi Gras beads
Some trucker hats and old hotel keys
We’ve got a dash full of trash and other bands CD’s
I’ve got a cracked windshield and Mardi Gras beads
Breakin' points and broken guitar strings
We bet big and we lost everything
We damn near wasted all our twenties chasin' down our dreams
Now we’re all breakin' points and broken guitar strings
We ain’t ever gonna make it like I thought we would
So why can’t we just pack it up and say we did the best we could?
I used to be a decent man, then life just took its toll
Now I’m just a casualty of Rock and Roll
Closin' time and openin' bands
A different town, the same old one night stand
Another midnight muse in cowboy boots with X’s on her hands
Closin' time and openin' bands
It’s like playin' a game you know you’ll never win
You’re down to your last hand and you’re all in Then a turn of luck and you double up just to bet it all again
You see, we’re playin' a game we know we’ll never win
We ain’t ever gonna make it like I thought we would
So why can’t we just pack it up and say we did the best we could?
I should’a been a doctor or a lawyer, or a policeman on patrol
Instead I’m a casualty of Rock and Roll
Tell my mama and my daddy that I tried
Tell all my friends and family goodbye
'Cause if the road is where you live, boy, the road is where you’ll die
Tell my mama and my daddy that I tried
We ain’t ever gonna make it like I thought we would
So why can’t we just pack it up and say we did the best we could?
Gave my heart to the highway, she returned it full of holes
We’re just casualties of rock and roll
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