30 Days - Rainmakers (from The Good News and the Bad News)
Thirty days has September, April, June and County Jails. Thirty days, maybe, I can remember Just where I went wrong. Just where I failed.
Warden Love, he locked me up And he threw away the key. And sentenced me to Heavy thinking for thirty days. Thirty Days.
There was a time when I did believe that I could recall every Day that I had lived. But then that joyride, became I landslide And I got buried Alive in here.
I used to wake up And face each moring. Time was nothing I'd ever want to kill.
But now the first day Of every month is Another paycheck And a bunch of bills.
For thirty days, I am a prisoner. In thirty days, I'm an escapee.
For I shall tunnel out of all this trouble. I shall be free in thirty days.
Well, its been a bad month my friend. And last month was not so hot either. The wind got knocked out of my life And I don't want to fight. I just want a breather.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ah huh. Wa huh. Waa huh.
So God created The Earth And Heaven In only seven Days they say. And on that seventh Day he rested, But I heard it Another way.
I heard that he got Drunk and lonely, Create Trouble, Left town alone. Each thirty days he Shoots out the full moon, Just to remind us, We're on our own.
Thirty days has September, And I could use a day or two. For life's a mystery, I shall remember. Without a clue for thirty days. For life's a mystery, I shall remember. For Thirty days, thirty days.
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Thirty days has September, April, June and County Jails. Thirty days, maybe, I can remember Just where I went wrong. Just where I failed.
Warden Love, he locked me up And he threw away the key. And sentenced me to Heavy thinking for thirty days. Thirty Days.
There was a time when I did believe that I could recall every Day that I had lived. But then that joyride, became I landslide And I got buried Alive in here.
I used to wake up And face each moring. Time was nothing I'd ever want to kill.
But now the first day Of every month is Another paycheck And a bunch of bills.
For thirty days, I am a prisoner. In thirty days, I'm an escapee.
For I shall tunnel out of all this trouble. I shall be free in thirty days.
Well, its been a bad month my friend. And last month was not so hot either. The wind got knocked out of my life And I don't want to fight. I just want a breather.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ah huh. Wa huh. Waa huh.
So God created The Earth And Heaven In only seven Days they say. And on that seventh Day he rested, But I heard it Another way.
I heard that he got Drunk and lonely, Create Trouble, Left town alone. Each thirty days he Shoots out the full moon, Just to remind us, We're on our own.
Thirty days has September, And I could use a day or two. For life's a mystery, I shall remember. Without a clue for thirty days. For life's a mystery, I shall remember. For Thirty days, thirty days.
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