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(Egan/Rafferty)
Late again, when I get home you'll be waiting. Still you know there ain't no use in you complaining. I know that I can show some respect, especially when I'm wrong. But when I get back I know you'll say, "You've been away too long." Ooooh, la-la-la, oooh... I wonder why I stay when everybody's gone, yeah, There's always something there, that keeps me hanging on. Ooooh, la-la-la, oooh... I wonder why I stay when everybody's gone away, There's always something there, that keeps me hanging on. I know that I can show some respect, especially when I'm wrong. Late again, when I get home you'll be waiting. Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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(Egan)
When I take a look around me I wonder how the sun's so sure, he knows the way, And why he doesn't stray, and if he spends the day Looking for another meaning. Still don't know what I really believe in, Will someone please put on the light, and make me feel all right? I've searched my head all night, Looking for another meaning I've tried so hard to find what I had on my mind, When I had no axe to grind, and everything was all right. All right, all right... And it looks like everyday gets a little bit harder For me, me, me, me.... Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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(Egan)
Woke up this morning, I got out of bed, Too late to go to work ? walked my dog instead. I don't try too hard, but I get by. You don't have to tell me I've got a lot to learn, Think I gotta laugh at your overconcern. I don't try too hard, but I get by. You sit there with your fancy cigar and you think, “I got it made", I don't want no fast car, whoa no. I'm never ready, don't have to wait, Everybody knows I'm bound to get there late. I don't try too hard, but I get by. You sit there with your fancy cigar and you think, “I got it made", I don't want no fast car, whoa no. I'm never ready, don't have to wait, Everybody knows I'm bound to get there late. I don't try too hard, but I get by.. Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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(Rafferty)
It looked so good from the outside, I couldn't wait to join the crowd. It all looked different on the inside, It must have been my imagination, I felt so sure that was where I wanted to be... I thought I'd get out of the city, I took a trip down to the sea. I didn't stay too long 'cause there was nothing there but sky and ocean, Oh yeah, it must have been my imagination, I really thought that was where I wanted to be... Looking for something that might have some meaning, Looking for something that might make me feel alive. Looking around for the right situation Where I can believe what's happening right in front of my eyes. I think I'll stay in one position, and just leave well enough alone. I'm never satisfied 'til I've been disillusioned, Oh yeah, it must be my imagination, I always think there's a better place to be... Looking for something that might have some meaning, Looking for something that might make me feel alive. Looking around for the right situation Where I can believe what's happening right in front of my eyes. Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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Looking for something, looking for one thing,
Trying to find anything that makes you feel. Gotta keep goin', don't let it get you down, Now you've got nothing to lose. You've been taking it so hard, taking it on the head, Don't you know life's as good as being dead? Gotta keep movin', don't let it get you down, Now you've got nothing to lose. When everyone around you tells you you're doin' fine, They're gonna drive you crazy. So don't close your eyes and swallow all those lies, Don't believe what you've been told, 'Cause you'll wake up one day knowing nothing they say Can satisfy your soul. Gotta keep movin', don't let it get you down, Now you've got nothing to lose. When everyone around you tells you you're doin' fine, They're gonna drive you crazy. So don't close your eyes and swallow all those lies, Don't believe what you've been told, 'Cause you'll wake up one day knowing nothing they say Can satisfy your soul. Looking for something, looking for one thing, Trying to find anything that makes you feel. Gotta keep goin', don't let it get you down, Now you've got nothing to lose. |
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Each day you try on a different person, Trying to find out who you really are. Now I think I have a way of knowing When I'm very close I'm not too far. I don't know just when I really found me, At times I wonder why it took so long. Only thing I know is deep inside me, When I'm there it makes me feel so strong. Each day you try on a different person, Trying to find out who you really are. Now I think I have a way of knowing When I'm very close I'm not too far. Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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(Egan)
Nothing is lost and nothing's gained, It's the same old situation again, No, I can't give or take anymore. Gets so lonely there's really nothing left to say, Gets so lonely and everything's so far away. No one is right and no one's wrong, How can I say right now which side I'm on? No, I can't give or take anymore. Gets so lonely there's really nothing left to say, Gets so lonely and everything's so far away. Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar Tony Williams: Bass Rod Coombes: Drums |
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