Peter Wolf Crier - Round and Round Lyrics

I got a fresh foreign state it's time to f*ck with this new one
I'm gone with the USA

There are two shades of angry, bitter, black rage a beat apart
To alternate a long steady hassle with the news and focus
Far away there's a pretty face someone somewhere that I can call home to
I'll live normal all day to sleep scared all night if I can get my ass next to her

I'll live day
-by-day on borrowed time for less than I'm worth with no one to play my tunes (to)

Too many any-face asses drinkin' up my waters
Saucer plates for eyeballs I lost half my life high on the shit
While the new thirties are the new thirteens all drunk on something cheaper but with half the wit
Any best bet's a sure thing if I grind to it
I'll beat the cold with comfort and smoke
I choke on a fur-lined fleece soft-skinned police state
I put my mind to building and burning something like never before
Far away there's a pretty face someone somewhere that I can call home to
I live normal all day to sleep scared all night if I can get my ass back to her
I'll live day-by-day on borrowed time for less than I'm worth with no one to play my tunes (to)
Too many any-face asses drinkin' up my waters