Morrison - Such Gold

What a lovely day in the town of Morrison

Bag full of some poison

I slept right through miles of hot pursuit, woke up sweating an ocean

Asking what we did wrong, this could be the end

Well it’s been a good run boys

These fine lines we walk, if you stray you’ll get stuck there for good

One drooling prick in the town of Morrison

He hates you, you hate him

Eyes locked up tight like a vault door screaming «I am coming for you»

Asking what we did wrong, this could be the end

Well it’s been a good run man

These fine lines we walk, if you stray you get stuck there for good

There for good

Stick to the plan, tomorrow will feel like nothing happened

It will feel like any other day passing

Tomorrow will feel like nothing happened

Tomorrow, tomorrow will feel like

Nothing ever happened and nothing ever will

And that’s exactly the feeling that gets some people killed

So maybe something did happen and maybe something will

But it’s so hard to give a fuck when it isn’t your blood that spilled