PAINTING TASTERS

I am awake by 6 in the morning
I pick up my keys and fall into the car
I hit the road, I can’t help thinking
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars

I go to work, it’s the same thing each day
Boss signs the checks for us, he’s got all the power
We are like slaves, I can’t help thinking,
wasting our lives for dollars, hour by hour

I get out of work a 8 in the evening
jostle my keys and drag my soul to the car
I tear down the road, I can’t stop thinking
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars

nothing to drink and no stops in the bars
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars

If I could go back to the old days
when I was young and loved and held all the cards
I made mistakes, I can’t help thinking
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars

who can explain why bad things happen
why good people die and why life is so hard
the night she died I made her a promise
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars

nothing to drink and no stops in the bars
nothing to drink and no stops in the bars…