John Wesley Harding - Same Thing Twice Lyrics
Hes done it all a million timesThe gags, the repartee, the little crimesEvery audience is special and that goes for youHe looks into your eyes againHe never does it but he tries againThat old boy lost look could bruise you black and blueEverybodys looking for a single row so they can be aloneCos every time the lights go up, theyd rather be at homeI looked through all the wanted ads with a fine toothed combAnd all I came up with was another eveningDoing the same thing twiceThats what I was doingAll the drinks that hes been sinkingNever ask him what hes thinkingEvery audience is unique and that goes for youDead or alive youre coming with meBecause everythings my cup of teaThats why Ive got a gold suit and some green italian shoesEverybody says they had, but we all know they didntIts impossible to be a little bit pregnantGive me the whole fruit cos Im getting just a segmentAnd all I end up with is another eveningDoing the same thing twiceWell it hurts so bad to get this stonedBy ugly looking bureaucrats with ears like headphonesReading the sun, sunday sport, s.ideal home, womans ownLooks like youre on your ownBring me on the magic spongeMy dying gasp, my final lungeIts all over now bar the danceDo it now but dont get caughtIve been having third thoughtsThey can be so clever, only when the script demandsYou cluttered up the sky now so you cant follow any starSomeones sitting next to you in an empty cinemaNo-one wants to end up face down in a reservoirAnd I dont wanna end up with another eveningSaying the same thing twice
