When I wake in the morning
Of a bad skin day
And I can't face my lover
On a bad skin day
Am I this alone?
Volcano has erupted
And the ash sails down
And I'm a poor soul of Pompeii
Oh Christ I'm such a drama queen
On a bad skin dayAnd you're far from me
You're all far from me
Right where I want you to be
Far from meI could've got a job
I could've been a contender, when I never...
But the streak is only so long
They're all different shades
Of the same song
There's a wind in these sails, feels like I'm always waiting...
For the gold in them there hills, feels like I'm never...
Them there hillsAnd they're far from me
Someday we'll all wear a crown
Far from me
Someday we'll be the fairest of them all
So far from me
Someday we'll have an
Open top bus parade
For from me
Someday we'll do the
Sorry sorry charade
Songwriters
DAVE BRIAN GERAGHTY, BRIAN PATRICK CROSBY, DOMINIC MICHAEL PHILLIPS, PAUL ANTHONY NOONANPublished by
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