Time Turns Around — текст песни (The Badlees)

(Alexander)

There`s antiques on the mantle
Hank Williams in the air
Bourbon on the counter
And you`ve cut off all your hair
The daisies on the hillside
Watch the sun goin` down
Hopin` that time turns around
Hopin` that time turns around

Police at the pawnshop
Vampires at the mall
Country boys in gangster clothes
Skate `round city hall
And all the bathtub virgins cry
Without making a sound
They`re hopin` that time turns around
Hopin` that time turns around

You`ll be getting younger
You`ll be dancing on the sun
And your soul won`t remember
All the damage that you`ve done
And the last shall be the first
And the first shall be the last
But Johnny come lately
Will still be pumping gas

Yesterday`s a beggar
Dressed up like a king
Tomorrow is a prophet
But he ain`t saying anything
Today is just a coward
Who`s painted like a clown
Hopin` that time turns around
Hopin` that time turns around
Hopin` that time turns around
Hopin` that time turns around