Ain't That Nothin' - Live

You're pushin' a furnace
You're workin' too hard
You're setting things off, all over the yard
You play with your top, till your eyes start to spin
Then you shrug your shoulders
And ask me where I've been
Travel fulfills you but the distance it kills you

Oh oh ain't that nothin'
Why don't you tell me somethin'
Oh oh ain't that nothin'
Why don't you tell me somethin'

The fan keeps whirling
The wind stays hot
But I can't keep from slippin' a lot
I look in that purse
It's a blessing and a curse

Oh oh ain't that nothin'
Why don't you tell me somethin'
Oh oh ain't that nothin'
Why don't you tell me somethin'

Discover dishonor with its thousand commands
It ain't worth a shot
That target is sand
But I love disaster and I love what comes after

Oh oh ain't that nothin'
You tell me somethin'
Oh oh ain't that nothin'
You tell me somethin'



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Verlaine
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