Из альбома: Holding On to Whatever It Is
Morning comes, I need to have my sunshine cigarette
Always the first one that makes me feel better
Warning from the General don't have enough effect
He don't stop, he's a real go-getter
But my head isn't sold just yet
I'm more on the line than I ever get
I'm trying to catch my breath
My body's breaking me down
My lungs are aching
I'm digging a hole in the ground
My hands are shaking
Only it keeps me coming back
Wading through each afternoon for night to fall again
Come on over and we'll get it started
Just the same as yesterday and everyday before
Ride it as long as you do it wholehearted