Back to the Same Ol' Same [Song]

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BACK TO THE SAME OL' SAME
By David Rudder

Welcome to islands in the sun
Corruption is all the fun, Ron
Here, take this life like a good shot of rum
And back to the same old same.

They've got twelve aces up their sleeve
So who the hell can you believe, Steve?
Not even the love of your children's enough
To quell this cynical thing.

Can you show me a directing sign
On this highway of big tief and fools?
You tief yours and I shall tief mine
And leh we go down the road and break the broken rule.

So in this morning of another day
When decency will lose its way, Ray
There goes another hundred million again
Back to the same old same.

Between the shadow and despair
Can hopelessness come up for air, Claire?
And find belief will get a witness again
Back to the same old same.

Oh, how we wined on Miss Liberty's backside
Every since we forged her from the love
Hope and prayer is now a way of life
And it fits this country's poor like a glove.

So in the morning of a brand new day
When decency will lose its way, Jay
There goes another fifty million again
Back to the same old same.

The self-contempt is like a badge of faith
Award yourself, it's not too late, Kate
Between the Beetham and the barbed wire wall
Back to the same old same.

Can anybody show me a directing sign
On this boulevard of big tief and fools?
You tief yours and I shall tief mine
And leh we go down the road and break the broken rule.

And in the swiftly fading light
What is wrong and what is right, Dwight?
The straight and narrow road has gone 'round the bend
Back to the same old same.

Welcome to islands in the sun
Where paranoia's all the fun, Ron
Take this life, this sweet mamaguay
Back to the same old same.

They've got twelve aces up their sleeve
So who the hell can you believe, Steve?
Not even the love of your children is enough
To quell this cynical thing.

Between the shadow and despair
Can hopelessness come up for air
And find belief will get a witness again
Back to the same old same.

The self-contempt is like a badge of faith
Award yourself, it's not too late, Kate
Between the Beetham flags and the barbed wide walls
Back to the same old same.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, David Rudder.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare