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 My working days are over and I might live somewhere

 Tomorrow on my shoulder another day to bear

 Forever and all over I feel like Johnny Day

 My face upon a poster in some window in Calais

Time hangs heavy on my hands and my footsteps’re uninspired

Kicked out of the bars where I’m a drunkard and a liar

Crying like a dog lost in the night

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have I

got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word

 cannot make a sound

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have

 I got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word

 I woke up from a short dream with a dazed look in my eyes

 Until darkness pulled me under and took me for a ride

Time hangs heavy on your hands and your footsteps’re uninspired

Travelling through the depths of your mind where you just cannot hide

Crying like a dog lost in the night

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have I

got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word

 cannot make a sound

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have

 I got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word

 Forever and all over I feel like Johnny Day

 My face upon a poster in some window in Calais

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have I

got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word

 cannot make a sound

 What is going on? What is going on? Is it something in your words of have

 I got it wrong?

 Falling on the ground falling underground, where I cannot speak a word