Old News - Dr. Dog

We’ve got old news

Wrapped up in old blues

We can’t afford to call

No we don’t know where we are

Come on, we’re dead on our feet but we’re walking

Well let me hear you now

We’ve been stripped down

Hog-tied and found out

And thrown into the quiet

Like sticks into a fire

Come on, I’m sleeping in the street cause it’s so easy to dream but so hard to

say goodnight

We’ve been toiling our tears hit the soil yeah

Taking up a voice from a flower field of noise

Come on, a dog from the past started barking

Well let me hear you now

We’ve been stripped down

Hog-tied and found out

Thrown into the quiet

Like sticks into a fire

Come on, I’m sleeping in the street cause it’s so easy to dream

But so hard to say goodnight