Making All The Rules

He's looking at a picture of a gun
Ricochets 'round the room
Say he's gonna get one when it's older
He's growing up too soon
Looks into his father's eyes
And kicks away the stool

Hey now, don't be mad at him
He ain't making all the rules
Hey now, don't be mad at him
He ain't making all the rules

Janie tells the perfect lie
She's been staying with a friend
All the tests she took were positive
Where does it leave her in the end?
She looks into her mother's eyes
Sees reflections of a fool

Hey now, don't be mad at her
She ain't making all the rules
Hey now, don't be mad at her
She ain't making all the rules

Joey made the last deal he's gonna make
Gonna set them up for good
Repeats himself a thousand times over
Addictions thicker than the blood

Janie leaves a message for the caller
Says she won't be home tonight
Takes another trip down to the corner
Gonna lose this endless fight
They look into eachothers eyes
Say "when we finished paying our dues?"

Hey now, don't be mad at them
They ain't making all the rules
Hey now, don't be mad at them
They ain't making all the rules



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Marras, Robert Weir, Iacopo Meille, Craig Anthony Ellis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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