Same Old, Same Old**
Same Old, Same Old
The Amity Front: Border Towns
Lyrics: Levin Schwartz & James Marchetti** (West Coast poet)
Music: Levin Schwartz
I’ve got to go out for a country drive,
this city is killing me.
I’ve heard them say the truth, it will set you free,
But I’ve known all along it don’t work that way for me.
I’ve known all along it don’t work that way for me.
People don’t change, time gives them a different face but
their heart stays the same.
Old friends disappear, for too many years,
Come back with babies and fancy high-end careers.
Come back with babies and fancy high-end careers.
Chorus:
We all know how the story goes,
but you can ask me again.
It’s the same old, same old,
Seeds are all planted but grow so slow,
Seeds are all planted but grow so slow.
I walk with only a pick in my pocket,
and a strut in my walk.
So I’ll have time, to make up my mind,
to play the tunes or to toe the line.
To play the tunes or to toe the line.
Chorus:
We all know how the story goes,
but you can ask me again.
It’s the same old, same old,
Seeds are all planted but grow so slow,
Seeds are all planted but grow so slow.
I’ve got to go out for a country drive,
this city is killing me.
I’ve heard them say the truth, it will set you free,
But I’ve known all along it don’t work that way for me.
I’ve known all along it don’t work that way for me.