Some days, this life is a bore.
Sunday morning falling out the door.
Mary should have told me twice,
I can't learn from all I do.
Hunger whets my appetite.
All that goes falls back on you.
Some day.
Some days I go down to the city.
Some days, The city shines so bright.
Some days I can't see the sun, or an ordinary plane.
Stars and bars and thrills and guns.
Everything just looks the same.
Some days lost but some days won.
Some days in my Sunday face.
I can't look at anyone, anyone can't look at me.
Look at me!
Some days, I can't take anymore.
One day I'm gonna make this world my whore.
Some day I'll go into grey.
Brutal blue and brighter days.
If I cannot see my way.
I'll write down my darkest day.
Some day!
Some day!
Some days I go down to the city.
Some days the city frowns on me.
Some days I can't see the sun.
Or an ordinary plane.
Stars and bars and thrills and guns.
Everything just looks the same.
I can't look at anyone.
Anyone can't look at me.
Look at me...
Look at me...
Look at me...
Look at me...
Some days I go down to the city.