Dressed up and nowhere to go,
I am looking for the mirror in the sky
Make me row my boat
Out to the sea but they knocking on my door againIf I told you wouldn't believe it
Tonight there's a roaring storm
Took some time for my eyes to reveal it
Now it seems that it won't go on
When I wake and I go to my closet
Find something fresh to wear
Hoping I open up the door now
Seems that the cupboard is bare
It's the same old soul, the same old song
The same old role
It's the same old soul, the same old song
The same old wrong
Now I take the time to down the roadblocks
I can't stop no, no, the same old songDressed up and nowhere to go,
I am looking for the mirror in the sky
Make me row my boat
Out to the sea but they knocking on my door again
(x2)Yo, I'm not a gangster, I'm not a beggar
I'm not a, I'm not a pimp, I'm not a prankster
I'm not an actor, not a fighter
I'm a just a man that makes the crowd push up your lighter
Been chopping down blocks
Things never stop (same old soul)
Ticka ticka tock and say (same old song)
Oh, the day we gonna lie (same old soul)
Listen to the radio, just fly (same old song)Freeze the frame. Whatâ??s her name?
Play the game but got no fame
(x2)I'm all dressed up this evening with no real place to go
With all these human beings putting on a show
(x2)
Songwriters
BRERETON, KEVIN DERON / GRAINGER, SEBASTIEN ALEXANDREPublished by
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