The Hustler, the Widow and the Boy from Detroit
Dare you look at me that way
as the clock holds our last five minutes in its hands?
If it were up to me, girl, you know I'd stay
Those fellas headin' up the drive
well, they've got other plans
Did what I had to do
Hell, if I didnt do it all for you
A price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Doctor looked me in the eye
Smile betrayed his words and his words they burned like flames
Said, "Now, Doc, ain't there somethin' else you could try?"
Well, death ain't really had no rhyme or reason for the lives it claims
Random though it seems
Inexplicable like souls and dreams
The price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Try as you may
Try as you might
Walls keep closin' in
Money's gettin tight
If at first you don't succeed
In the end we're all gonna go, might as well go out swingin'
Factory whistle's about to blow
Another workweek gone by
Another paycheck in their hand
Boss turns said, "Son, I gotta let you go.
They've taken to oursourcing
Yeah, it's fucked, but I know you understand."
Tellin' me I'm through
What the hell am I supposed to do?
A price no one wants to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Random though it seems
Inexplicable like souls and dreams
A price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people this way
as the clock holds our last five minutes in its hands?
If it were up to me, girl, you know I'd stay
Those fellas headin' up the drive
well, they've got other plans
Did what I had to do
Hell, if I didnt do it all for you
A price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Doctor looked me in the eye
Smile betrayed his words and his words they burned like flames
Said, "Now, Doc, ain't there somethin' else you could try?"
Well, death ain't really had no rhyme or reason for the lives it claims
Random though it seems
Inexplicable like souls and dreams
The price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Try as you may
Try as you might
Walls keep closin' in
Money's gettin tight
If at first you don't succeed
In the end we're all gonna go, might as well go out swingin'
Factory whistle's about to blow
Another workweek gone by
Another paycheck in their hand
Boss turns said, "Son, I gotta let you go.
They've taken to oursourcing
Yeah, it's fucked, but I know you understand."
Tellin' me I'm through
What the hell am I supposed to do?
A price no one wants to pay
Bad things happen to good people every day
Random though it seems
Inexplicable like souls and dreams
A price no one should have to pay
Bad things happen to good people this way
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony J Lucca
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