Boatrock Boulevard - Tom House

Everyone that I know knows everything that they do

Has been left up to them and it’s the same way to you

You can pile your dreams into a passenger car

You can ride them right back to right here where you are

And the losers lay there beaten and scarred

It all came too easy they just took it too hard

And they each one will tell you they’re the last one who starred

In this re-run of Rome on Boatrock Boulevard

Now I ain’t seeking no favors I ain’t looking advice

You can get what you want all you got is your price

You can go for the throat you can hope you can pray

You can sign your own name to the end of the day

And the years they fly like the blink of an eye

You can join the parade you can watch it go by

Let it go shut it down you got nothing to guard

But the back door to Rome on Boatrock Boulevard

You go out smiling all night see how you feel the next day

It’s a who did I meet it’s a what did I say

It’s that crazy inside you walks on when it wants to

Leaves you footing the bill it’s your life you can pay

And the losers just lay there they ain’t having no fun

Anything they can think of it’s already been done

And they reach for their wallets inspiration comes cheap

When the middle of the road’s where you’re choosing to sleep

And the losers lay there beaten and scarred

It all came so easy they just took it so hard

And they each one will tell you they’re the last one that starred

In this re-run of Rome on Boatrock Boulevard

This re-run of Rome on Boatrock Boulevard