This Way To The Egress Lucy
Lucy couldn't carry a tune in a bucket
She worked slinging drinks down at a tavern by the tracks
Oh, with a ten gallon mouth
And all it attracts
Every Friday she'd sweep up the evening
Into her busted dustpan after those old timers sing "Freebird"
And all those songs you have heard before
She drowns out the mundane
By drinking just the same
Oh, waking up Sunday with the zings
And praying tomorrow will be different in all that it brings
Hey ho, what do you know?
There's a million songs and you've heard them all before
And nothing's new, so I guess it's time we go
We get, get going
Hey ho, what do you know?
It's the end of the world I'm sure you have heard that
Nothing's new, I guess it's time we go
Get, get going on
Oh, oh what difference does it make anyway?
This apathy is killing me
Oh, just like Lucy and generations of creative minds
Who like to waste their time
Avoiding interactions
This world can be one steaming big distraction
Hey ho, what do you know?
There's a million songs and you've heard them all before
And nothing's new, I guess it's time we go
Get, get going
Hey ho, what do you know?
It's the end of the world I'm sure you have heard that
Nothing's new, I guess it's time we go
Get, get going on
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
Until it's "Uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no, no!"
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
We run for the money but not to save ourselves!
Until it's "Uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no, no, no!"
No-o-o-o, oh!
Oh
Lucy is a spitting image of your mother
And the generations that came before her
That were soiled by our fathers' guns
The songs that they sung
The wars that they fought
The freedom they bought
And nothing gets saved
And nothing gets changed
Does it matter anyway?
It doesn't matter anyway
Of course it matters in every way!
'Cause we're not (Shut up! Shoob-i-doo)
Not gonna change (Shut up! Shoob-i-doo)
Our minds
No, no, no
I say we're not (Shut up! Shoob-i-doo)
We're not gonna change (Shut up! Shoob-i-doo)
Our minds
Hey ho, what do you know?
It's the end of the world I'm sure you have heard that
Nothing's new, I guess it's time we go
We get, get going
Hey ho, what do you know?
There's a million songs and you've heard them all before
And nothing's new, I guess it's time we go
Get, get going on
