Songtext

I slept down on the floor, just like the night before.
Rock n Roll is hard and it ain't no picnic.
Like the first school trip, i’m feeling kind-of homesick?

Night after night, same chords, same songs,
same drinks, same love, almost same announcements.


Coffee saves a life again. I need to call you best friend.
My back hurts. Could be worse.
Age-appropriate you get what you deserve.


The lifelong dream of being on tour, making music,
writing songs, recording and freaking out with my six-string.

See you (see you) but I sure won’t play your favorite band.
See you (see you) but I sure won’t play your favorite band.
Learn your lesson well, but get your beer off of my amplifier.
See you (see you) but I sure won’t play your favorite band

The next show is coming up. Another smoky Irish pub.
Back on the streets, the GPS guides me
the pedal to the metal, feeling still alrighty.

Too much fast food, motorway, gasoline, traffic-jam,
Ra-di-o just sucks!

Last week the pub was packed, the orders have been stacked.
Neighborhood people, curious newbies,
attentive listeners, some new beauties.

Straight after two songs, wanted me to do Prince,
Dylan, CCR, Top Charts, just anything to dance to.

Refrain

Night after night, same chords, same songs,
same drinks, same love, almost same announcements.
They don’t stop annoying me. Please play: Coldplay, My way,
Rolling Stones or Whiskey in the jar-o

Refrain