Another Day
Another day, baby it's the same old shit
The beers are warm, we go nothing to do
So, we'll drink a few more til our bellies are full
Then we'll ride this dark ghost town through
Every road we ride down becomes a nightmare
We succumb to the spell of these streets
Cause everyone here knows everyone
But guess what? No one knows a single soul
Not their neighbors, not even themselves
These people lie, they cheat and they don't ask why
Isn't it a waste of life when people live to die?
poem by Paul H Nelson
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