Текст песни The Good Life - Early Out the Gate
The Good Life - Early Out the Gate слова песни
What you`re looking for is never what you findNothing ever seems to turn out rightStill running around still searchingall these long indifferent streetsFor your lover our some coverto protect you from the heatThat you feel insidein flamed since you learned to cryEver since you learned to walk you ran awaykept running till you couldn`t feel your legsNow you stumble round this drunken townon shops and city barstelling tales of just how far you gotBut they`ll all know who you areYeah you`re not so greatYou`re just early out of the gatethere`s a portrait of your mom when she was youngHer face was shining brightly as the sunThe son who got away from herbut come back home againto find a women wrappedwith all this love she couldn`t giveBut you know she didYou just couldn`t feel it thenFound a birthday card from this lady I used to knowIt said boy you`re really starting to oldShe`s the mother of my motherI just what she meantShe`d been thru it beforeshe with all of this resentmentbecomes regretI just hadn`t gotten there yetNothing ever seems to turn out rightNo never, never seems to turn out rightSo I reach for that pillmy deep blues need rest