Like a glutton for punishment I've kept coming
Back again and again day after day, to no end
To lose another scrap, I don't have
You are not the boss of me," I said drifting Away
Upon a cloud wishing I was someplace
Someplace else, some known place great
Oh, to be like Einstein, but with a Ford truck
And a jug of dark ale
As I've always fallen short, fallen short of the mark
Head in the clouds and in books less talk more words
Speaking but never really being heard
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes
After all, isn't life a game?
I ask, "Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of second place
That pays no money and it makes no sense?
Clocking in and clocking out
Where do I go at night?
I'm in the gutter sleeping as the coppers race by with sirens red like eyes?
No worries, they ain't looking for me
There is a fight just at the bar I had my last, last night
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes - life is a game
Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of first place
That makes up for the money I'll
Never make - Unless I am with you
Alien Country - Desire (feat. Raul Roa, Roberto Diana, Stephen K. Donnelly & Zabdiel Hernandez) Lyrics
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Like a glutton for punishment I've kept coming
Back again and again day after day, to no end
To lose another scrap, I don't have
You are not the boss of me," I said drifting Away
Upon a cloud wishing I was someplace
Someplace else, some known place great
Oh, to be like Einstein, but with a Ford truck
And a jug of dark ale
As I've always fallen short, fallen short of the mark
Head in the clouds and in books less talk more words
Speaking but never really being heard
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes
After all, isn't life a game?
I ask, "Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of second place
That pays no money and it makes no sense?
Clocking in and clocking out
Where do I go at night?
I'm in the gutter sleeping as the coppers race by with sirens red like eyes?
No worries, they ain't looking for me
There is a fight just at the bar I had my last, last night
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes - life is a game
Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of first place
That makes up for the money I'll
Never make - Unless I am with you
Back again and again day after day, to no end
To lose another scrap, I don't have
You are not the boss of me," I said drifting Away
Upon a cloud wishing I was someplace
Someplace else, some known place great
Oh, to be like Einstein, but with a Ford truck
And a jug of dark ale
As I've always fallen short, fallen short of the mark
Head in the clouds and in books less talk more words
Speaking but never really being heard
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes
After all, isn't life a game?
I ask, "Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of second place
That pays no money and it makes no sense?
Clocking in and clocking out
Where do I go at night?
I'm in the gutter sleeping as the coppers race by with sirens red like eyes?
No worries, they ain't looking for me
There is a fight just at the bar I had my last, last night
Excuse the cliché, man!
Take every game as it comes - life is a game
Whom do I have to thank
For this prize of first place
That makes up for the money I'll
Never make - Unless I am with you
Writer: Rocky Torres
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