Lyrics:
Dear old concrete miles stretch out in the night
48 cards and a cigarette that's always a sight
Someone in the distance pleads for you tonight
The band's a little ragged but the shjows have been alright
There are songs not learned
Money to be earned
Things do get hazy in the pouring rain
If one single rain can join us too
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
One last desperate call on an endless night
Tie it all up for now if the timing is just right
One last redeye flight, I'll be back in hell
You come to find your number then you gotta get up and do it again
There are songs not learned
Money to be earned
Things do get hazy in the pouring rain
If one single rain can join us too
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
If one single rain can join us too
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
Secrets lay so silent in the cores of ruin
Open up a window let some air into this tomb
Yesterday still lingers with the smell of cheap perfume
Gather up the boys its time to go out soon
There are songs not learned
Money to be earned
Things do get hazy in the pouring rain
If one single rain can join us too
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
Why is giving such a hard thing to do
