Davenport Cabinet Tired Of Driving
Wait your turn, they say
Wait your turn, they say
You'll have your sunny day
Wait your turn, they say
Got no sympathy for you, my brother
There's too many obstacles and not much cover
Now I'm leaving you for a sunny day
I hope I'm alive to play
And you traded in your shame
For a sonic lullaby
While the autumn creeps with time
But you're anything but tamed
While you're cursing all the names
Of the people you sold lies