Different Day

Now you're ashing out your lucky and you ain't been paid
Thought that in this life you'd of had it all made
You and me mate we're just one and the same
And I'm sick to death of your fucking game
And we don't, think, about it now
And we don't, want, to know how

But here we are singing out a hell of a tune
While the band plays on to the sight of the moon
Never been more than a bit of a fool
Just sat in my local playing some pool
Never been down in this kinda way
It's the same old shit but a different day
Cause it's the same old shit but a different day

And now its two weeks later and you still ain't been paid
Thought that in this life mate you'll never be made
You and me pal we just ain't the same
But I'm still sick to death of your fucking game
And we don't, think, about it now
And we don't, want, to know how

But here we are singing out a hell of a tune
While the band plays on to the sight of the moon
Never been more than a bit of a fool
Just sat in my local playing some pool
Never been down in this kinda way
It's the same old shit but a different day
Cause it's the same old shit but a different day

So here we are singing out a hell of a tune
While the band plays on to the sight of the moon
Never been more than a bit of a fool
Just sat in my local playing some pool
Never been down in this kinda way
It's the same old shit but a different day
Cause its the same old shit but a different day

Here we are singing out a hell of a tune
While the band plays on to the sight of the moon
Never been more than a bit of a fool
Just sat in my local playing some pool
Never been down in this kinda way
It's the same old shit but a different day
Cause its the same old shit but a different day

A different day, a different, day
A different day, a different, day
A different day, a different, day
Cause it's the same old shit but a different day



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Follows
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