Good Life - Early Out The Gate Lyrics
What you're looking for is never what you findNothing ever seems to turn out rightStill you're running round still searchingall these long indifferent streetsFor a lover or some coverto protect you from the heatthat you feel insideinflamed since you learned to cryEver since you learned to walk you ran awayKept running till you couldn't feel your legsnow you stumble round this drunken townPawn shops and city barstelling tales of just how far you gotBut they'll all know who you areYeah, you're not so greatYou're just earl out of the gateThere's a portrait of your mom when she was youngWell, her face was shining brightly as the sunThe son that got away from herhad come back home againto find a women wrappedwith all this love she couldn't giveBut you know she didYou just couldn't feel it thenFound a Birthday card from this lady I used to knowIt said "boy you're really starting to get oldShe's the mother of my motherAnd I knew just what she meantShe'd been through it beforeShe knew with all of this resentmentbecomes regretI hadn't gotten there yetNo, all right...Nothing ever seems to turn out rightNo, never, never seems to turn out rightSo I leave it at this my deep blue street rests
