The Dust-Ups

Lyrics

Nothing but work, nothing but time
It's the sulfur in the water
It's another glass of wine
I wish that I was on the run
So I'd have somewhere to be
It's the sugar in your coffee
It's the honey in your tea

Well, I've been high, and I've been low
Wild and rambling like a dynamo
And I've been high, and I've been low
Wild and rambling like a dynamo

Another city, another town
It's another chance to pick my sorry head up off the ground
I wish that I was on the run
So I'd have somewhere to go
It's the things that you're so sure of
It's the things you'll never know

Well, I've been high, and I've been low
Mad and rambling like a dynamo
And I've been high, and I've been low
Mad and rambling like a dynamo

Barely alive, unkillable
Backed into a corner like some kind of animal
I wish that I was on the run
So I'd have somewhere to die
No flowers on my tombstone
No dimes upon my eyes

Well, I've been high, and I've been low
Wild and rambling like a dynamo
And I've been high, and I've been low
Wild and rambling like a dynamo